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After the students left, Cao Zhao found a quiet place to call his brother.

Cao Yong had just returned to his office after a day of surgery. After hearing him babble on for a while, he suddenly interrupted and said, "I know what you’re talking about."

"You know?" Cao Zhao was surprised. The secret he had painstakingly uncovered, and his brother said he already knew.

Yeah, he knew earlier. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked her if someone in her family was sick.

"What I mean is, she’s interested in cardiac surgery," Cao Zhao said, believing his brother didn’t know this secret.

"Nonsense."

The Cao family brothers suddenly started their usual academic argument.

"How is it nonsense?"

"Where does she know what the cause of the illness is? You said it yourself. She’s just blindly guessing. Sudden death isn’t limited to heart disease."

"Clearly, heart disease ranks first as the cause of sudden death."

"It’s just the first in rank; it doesn’t represent everything."

"She suspects so and wants to look at myocardial cell slices."

"Forget it. She hasn’t interned in neurosurgery yet. Otherwise, she’d know sudden death cases are common there too."

"Cao Yong, you should talk science." Cao Zhao lectured his brother, "Your department’s sudden death rate is far below the probability of cardiac-origin sudden death. The first thing to check is heart disease."

"Isn’t she checking for a long time without finding out? She must investigate other causes. I’m the one talking science, not you. What? You’re insisting she’s interested in cardiac surgery, for what purpose?" Cao Yong wasn’t fooled, sensing a tone of triumph in his brother’s lengthy phone conversation.

Shouldn’t he be proud for uncovering intelligence for his brother? Unexpectedly, he got doused with cold water. The more they talked, the more frustrated he became.

"Let’s see when she interns in neurosurgery," Cao Yong said.

His brother’s words showed great confidence. Cao Zhao couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smirk: "I’m giving you a heads up early, so you won’t be disappointed later."

Turns out the call from his brother was really to declare victory.

Cao Yong retorted: "Did she say she’s following you to do research?"

Not yet. He didn’t have the myocardial cell slices she wanted. Of course, Mu Yongxian’s lab and her intended research direction don’t quite match.

Being her mentor wouldn’t be easy. First and foremost, he’d have to help her grasp the direction before seeking proof in the lab. In reality, her nightmare was blurry, unclear, not sure where to start at all.

On the other side, Dr. Han regretfully said to Mu Yongxian, "She was quite suitable for our group’s research project, considering she wants to study myocardial cells."

"It’s hard to say exactly what issue regarding myocardial cells," Mu Yongxian replied.

Their myocardial cell therapy currently mainly targets coronary artery disease. Someone like Zhu Xing with congenital myocardial disease has no relevance to their research. Boss Mu was realistic.

But Dr. Han felt overly being realistic wasn’t good, saying, "In that case, where will she find a mentor? Aren’t we suitable for her?"

Their group’s project was at least marginally aligned. Cao Zhao didn’t even have their slices with him.

The issue had at least led the two competitors to agree: "First find a teacher who can guide her direction."

"Who?"

This person should have a deeper academic insight than him and Cao Zhao, otherwise it would be impossible to help her find direction on such a vague issue. Only an authority figure in cardiac surgery would suffice.

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