“Taking you home is no problem, but…” Lin Yusen said awkwardly, “Shouldn’t you greet the professors first?”

I froze in his embrace for a few seconds, then quietly peeked out to see three elderly men smiling at us.

On our way back, Lin Yusen happily introduced me to the backgrounds of these elderly gentlemen. Well, I’d just met three of the professors who usually required extensive planning just to arrange a single meeting.

When I heard that one of them was an authority in neurosurgery from Beijing, I immediately became alert: “You’re not planning to go to Beijing, are you? No way, it’s too far!”

Lin Yusen laughed: “No, no.”

Then I felt I was being a bit unreasonable. How could I interfere with his career prospects? Even if he was my boyfriend, this wasn’t right. So I reluctantly added, “If it’s a really good opportunity, you could consider it.”

“Oh? Then what about you?”

What else could I do?

I declared righteously: “I’ll work here to support your life in Beijing.”

Lin Yusen: “…Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. So are you planning to return to university for research?”

“The professors just wanted to introduce themselves.”

Although he said ‘just,’ I had already let my imagination run wild… Lin Yusen in a white coat doing experiments in the lab, Professor Lin lecturing at the university podium…

“I think that would be great,” I enthusiastically approved. “You’d look so handsome as a researcher or professor. I could secretly attend your lectures…”

From what Su-senior said, he went from being the medical student who captivated the entire medical school to becoming the professor who captivated the entire medical school, and this person was my boyfriend… Wow~ Just thinking about it made my vanity soar.

I was lost in my daydreams, and though Lin Yusen seemed to say something, I didn’t catch it. After several seconds, I asked, “Did you just say something?”

Lin Yusen sighed: “I said, speaking of looking handsome, I have a video of what might be the most impressive moment of my life. Want to watch it with me?”

Of course, I did!

Encouraged by my enthusiasm, Lin Yusen even drove a bit faster. When we reached his home, he took me straight to the study, opened his computer, and clicked on a video.

Then I was stunned.

All the way here, I’d been imagining what his most impressive moment might be. Was it giving a speech as a student representative? His doctoral graduation? Or some special event?

I never expected it would be a surgery recording and quite a bloody one at that…

Lin Yusen quickly closed it, “Wrong one, that’s from the middle.”

As he said this, he moved the mouse to click another video in the folder.

“Wait!” I noticed there were about seven or eight videos in the folder and asked cautiously, “Are all these videos of the surgery?”

“Yes, it’s the same surgery. It was quite long so it’s split into several videos.”

“How long?”

“Almost ten hours.”

I first applauded: “Amazing!”

Then I put down my hands and seriously proposed: “Can we just watch the ending?”

Lin Yusen: “…”

I encouraged him: “Just the moment when you step down from the operating table, I’m sure that would look super cool.”

“If that’s what you want, we could watch the beginning too, it shows the pre-surgery briefing. You just want to see people, don’t you? How could you be like this, Xiguang?”

I: “…”

Is it wrong that I don’t want to see blood vessels and brain tissue?!

He shook his head with a sigh and opened the first segment. It began with a side profile shot of Dr. Lin in his white coat – a visual impact. He was in the doctor’s office, standing in front of a lightbox with MRI scans, explaining something to the family members and other doctors.

If you don’t count the time he was pretending in my hospital room, this was my first time seeing him as a real doctor, and I couldn’t help but be completely drawn to this unfamiliar yet professional image.

“This is explaining the surgical approach.”

Lin Yusen’s expression suddenly became serene as he explained softly in my ear: “This was one of my most successful surgeries. The patient’s post-operative recovery exceeded expectations. The professors mentioned it at dinner today, and one of them asked me to send him the video. I suddenly wanted to watch it again myself.”

“Was this surgery particularly difficult? Why was it recorded?”

“Very difficult. The hospital was recording some public image materials at the time, which could reduce part of the medical expenses. I got the patient’s consent and actively requested this from the hospital.”

I nodded, quietly watching with him as Dr. Lin in the video explained the surgical approach.

After about ten minutes of surgical planning, the scene changed to show Lin disinfecting his hands, then putting on surgical garments with the nurses’ help, followed by a mask and gloves.

The video was very detailed, including the verification of surgical instruments and other procedures. When everything was ready:

“Let’s begin.”

The Dr. Lin in the video said steadily, stepping towards the operating table.

Even though I knew the surgery must have been successful, I suddenly felt tense. Just as the camera turned to show the patient’s disinfected brain area, Lin Yusen moved the mouse and closed the video!

I immediately turned around, and Lin Yusen raised his eyebrows: “Didn’t you say you only wanted to see the beginning and end?”

Well, that’s what I said… but…

Before I could think of a response, Lin Yusen had already opened the last video and scrolled to the end of the surgery.

“It’s too long, and you need to get to bed early. Let’s just watch the ending,” Lin Yusen beside me said.

“The field is clear, I’m stepping away from the microscope,” Dr. Lin in the video said.

By this point, the handsome Dr. Lin wasn’t looking so handsome anymore. Though his voice and hands remained steady, his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat, and his voice had become dry and hoarse.

The scene then changed to show him walking out of the operating room, explaining the surgery results to the elderly patient’s family. He spoke very conservatively, but the family members’ faces were filled with joy. After a few words, the modestly but cleanly dressed elderly people even broke into tears of joy, covering their faces.

“They weren’t local to Shanghai. They had traveled all the way here seeking treatment, exhausted both physically and financially, so they were particularly emotional about the surgery’s success. The patient is living normally now. I received his email before the New Year saying his parents are healthy, he’s recovered well enough to do light work, and in two more years he’ll be able to pay off their debts.”

I felt a wave of empathy, followed by relief. I secretly glanced at Lin Yusen, who was staring intently at the screen, a slight smile appearing on his face as he spoke, not noticing my gaze.

At this moment, the exhausted Dr. Lin in the video also wore a relaxed smile. He simply sat down with the patient’s family, patiently answering their questions. He constantly reassured and comforted them, his expression filled with satisfaction after giving his all.

I suddenly wondered, was this the “incomparable joy after fully dedicating yourself to accomplishing something” that he had told me about?

It must be.

But I had never seen him so satisfied and fulfilled at any other time.

Dr. Lin was once one of the most dedicated and responsible doctors in the world. Now he couldn’t perform surgery anymore, but he was planning to do other amazing things.

He should return to the medical field soon, rather than wasting time in a place he’s not interested in.

This thought suddenly pierced my consciousness.

But I didn’t say it out loud, because such words would be meaningless. Lin Yusen wouldn’t just abandon the company carelessly; he would only leave after it was completely on track.

That’s just the kind of responsible person he is.

But how long would that take? Six months? A year? What if something else came up then that kept him from leaving?

Sometimes I wonder, what does Lin Yusen like about me?

It seems he developed feelings for me at Godmother’s banquet, and then after the car accident, it became an obsession.

But isn’t that a rather weak foundation?

Although he’s very lucky that I am indeed quite nice, and theoretically he should like me more and more, I do have some small flaws, like being a bit lazy… though that’s not really a flaw… but Lin Yusen is such a motivated and hardworking person, the kind with both talent and dedication. After a while, would he think I lack ambition?

Although I’m certain he would never hurt me no matter what, in matters of the heart, it seems unfair to rely on someone’s character – that’s not fair to them either.

The video had reached its end, with the final shot showing a blurred image of Lin Yusen and the nurses walking away.

Lin Yusen closed the video and began packaging it to email to the professor.

I quietly watched him work, and somehow, a sudden urge to work hard welled up inside me.

Not just because of him, and not just to help someone close to me do what they want to do sooner, but more because I wanted to become a bit more impressive myself.

I wanted to experience this joy that comes after giving your all, to receive more praise and recognition, to have Lin Yusen look at me one day the way I was looking at him in the video, with sparkling eyes. I wanted to be with someone who shone so brightly, but I couldn’t just let him dazzle my eyes alone.

Yes!

I suddenly stood up: “Lin Yusen, we’re not staying in Shanghai tomorrow, right? Let’s go back to Suzhou right after breakfast.”

Lin Yusen, who hadn’t finished sending the email, looked at me puzzled: “Weren’t we going to that restaurant your classmate recommended?”

“Next time.”

“Why such a rush to go back suddenly?”

“I need to go back to work overtime!”

I must have seemed too determined, as Lin Yusen became cautious even making a suggestion, “We still have time for a meal?”

“No way, you don’t understand me, if I wait too long, I’ll lose this motivation!”