Chapter 115: line with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren had become numb after repeated helpless blows.

Zheng Renze. Also nurse is a generic role, not a named entity. patient is generic. family is generic.

Because the ward needed Silence, Zheng Ren couldn't shout. If he really shouted, he'd scare some old man's heart condition, which wouldn't be good.

However, Zheng Ren estimated that even if he shouted, the middle-aged female patient's son might not necessarily hear it.

Su Yun. Zheng Ren. Chang Yue. Operating Room.

Zheng Ren. Fire Escape.

Zheng Ren. Chang Yue. Fire Escape.

When Zheng Ren called him back, the young man's face was full of impatience.

office is generic. Zheng Ren. audio-video monitoring is generic. preoperative explanation of appendectomy surgery.

anesthesia accident is generic. cardiopulmonary arrest is generic.

middle-aged female patient's son is generic. Zheng Ren.

Anyway, as long as he did what he should, Zheng Ren forcibly suppressed the urge to slap the middle-aged female patient's son away, and patiently explained things one by one.

Zheng Ren. Appendectomy.

This was the most exhausting preoperative briefing Zheng Ren had ever done since becoming a doctor.

Zheng Ren. middle-aged female patient's son is generic. preoperative explanation is generic. consent to surgery is generic. signature is generic. I have listened carefully, fully understood all the risks of appendectomy, and decided to undergo surgical treatment; this is an extremely complex matter.

Perhaps because he had been playing with his phone and chatting for a long time, there were many characters in between that the middle-aged female patient's son couldn't write.

Zheng Ren. preoperative explanation is generic. scrap paper is generic.

After finishing the preoperative briefing, Zheng Ren felt utterly exhausted, more fatigued than performing a complex surgery.

Zheng Ren. Operating Room. preoperative communication signature is generic. cabinet is generic.

Gengyishi.

Zheng Ren. Shujian.

Shadowless Lamp. Zheng Ren. ward is generic.

Su Yun. patient's lower right abdomen surgical area is generic. sterile gauze is generic.

Xie Yiren. sterile tray is generic. Chu Family Sisters. Chu Yanran. Chu Yan zhi.

three people is generic. Sister Yun.

Seeing Zheng Ren enter, Su Yun seemed to have escaped last night's sad mode and switched to mocking mode, saying: "Look at your level of preoperative briefing; it's really hard to understand—have you eaten up all those years of clinical experience?"

(empty line? Actually line is "……") just ellipsis.

Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren.

Su Yun.

Huh?

Su Yun. patient's lower right abdomen gauze is generic.

The anatomical structure of the appendix.

Su Yun. preoperative work is generic. saline gauze is generic.

(no names)

Zheng Ren showed no displeasure at all, saying: "Then I won't go up; you do it."

Zheng Ren. Su Yun.

Zheng Ren. Su Yun.

Just by looking at the clear anatomical structure, one could know.

Xie Yiren. Su Yun. appendix is generic. pathological specimen is generic.

"Shou Bing not bad." Zheng Ren commented like an old professor.

"Just a little worse than yours, although not much, but as an excellent me I still have to admit this." Su Yun said while suturing the subcutaneous tissue.

Having grown accustomed to his chuuni speaking style, Zheng Ren naturally chose to ignore it; the Shou Bing went smoothly without any problems, and he didn't even need to lift a hand, which was a pleasant thing.

Xie Yiren. Su Yun. sterile gauze is generic. instrument table is generic.

"I'll urge them later." Su Yun neatly applied the gauze, announcing the final end of the Shou Bing.

Su Yun. Zheng Ren. White Coat. Operating Room.

At the operating room doorway, the patient's family sat on a red hard plastic chair, elbows resting on their knees, engrossed in playing with their phone, not even noticing when the operating room door opened.

He had already been completely immersed in his phone, with no communication whatsoever with the outside world.

Zheng Ren.

The middle-aged female patient's son hadn't heard anything at all; he was just holding his phone, oblivious to everything.

Zheng Ren.

Because there was no one outside the Operating Room, it was somewhat empty, and the sound echoed.

middle-aged female patient is generic. Xiao Heng. Zheng Ren.

"Don't move, be careful not to strain the incision." Zheng Ren shouted to stop.

Su Yun. Chief Zheng. Operating Room.

Having said that, without waiting for Zheng Ren's agreement, he turned and slipped back into the Operating Room, completely cutting off the annoying scene before his eyes.

He ran off really fast; Zheng Ren was speechless, having only spoken a few seconds later, the person who had to face that hateful young man turned out to be himself.

middle-aged female patient's son is generic. young person is generic.

Zheng Ren. young person is generic.

Quality? He actually knows what quality is?

Damn, it's terrifying—being criticized for lacking manners by someone like this.

Zheng Ren had no choice but to fall silent again; even when facing Su Yun, that sharp‑tongued, vicious sissy, he wasn't at a loss for words so many times.

The young man lowered his head, suddenly becoming extremely angry—maybe the game character got killed while being held up for a few seconds? Or something else happened?

He was angry, biting his lower lip, forcibly suppressing his fury, having suffered a great injustice.

"Come help push." Zheng Ren said helplessly.

The young man angrily shut his phone, glared fiercely at Zheng Ren, then reached out and grabbed one end of the cart.