Chapter 1180: with translation of chapter title

1149 follow the rules.

"Prepare for emergency surgery, or what should we do?" Zheng Ren didn't respond, but instead turned to ask about treatment.

"I think we should play it safe, start with anti-inflammatory treatment, then do a 64-slice CT tomorrow and see." Professor Feng was still cautious, especially after talking with Zheng Ren and confirming the patient had organ deformities; he didn't want to operate on this patient overnight.

He still thought Zheng Ren had looked at the films, and the diagnosis was clear.

"Okay." Zheng Ren said: "Professor Feng, thank you."

"Isn't that what should be done?" Professor Feng gave a bitter smile and said: "I've just been unsettled by Director Miao's affairs; if it weren't for wanting to see Boss Zheng's surgical skills, I wouldn't have taken this patient."

A random incident, the onlookers all thought it had nothing to do with them. But the endless feedback chain eventually linked everyone together.

The man who brought his wife to see a doctor never imagined that a stranger's actions could affect whether his own family stayed intact.

Zheng Ren thanked him again and hung up.

Although surgery couldn't be done tonight, what Professor Feng said was also true—it was the steadiest solution. My General Surgery Department level hasn't reached peak yet; it's best to be a bit more cautious, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

He had completely forgotten how, half a year ago, Professor Sen Yu—this surgical master who hadn't reached peak level—had gone to Haicheng Shi Yiyuan and expended great effort just to get onto the stage to observe surgery.

After all, he'd grown up; his former inexperience was just left behind.

After hanging up, Su Yun happened to open the door and come in, seeing Zheng Ren sitting on the sofa with a hint of contempt in the corner of his mouth.

"Are the arts over?" Su Yun asked.

"Yeah, it'll be fine in a day or two. My immunity is always a bit stronger than yours; I won't be stuck in Haicheng for years." Zheng Ren said nonchalantly.

Su Yun felt the boss had turned bad.

Before, he talked back to people, but not this quickly. Nowadays, as soon as I asked a question, he talked back.

"There are a few things." Su Yun changed shoes, not mentioning the previous matter at all: "Doctor Mehari is coming to China the day after tomorrow, preparing for the second-stage surgery."

"Sure, the surgery isn't hard. Tomorrow I'll chat a bit more with little Feng; Longfeng's supplies have a minor issue."

"Boss, the focus of this matter shouldn't be about what benefits we can get from Doctor Mehari, right?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "You've taken hostages, and you're still pretending here."

"Taking hostages is what you said; in my view it's just a normal second-stage surgery." Zheng Ren reached out, asking Su Yun for a cigarette; Su Yun lit one himself and then tossed both the cigarette and the lighter over.

"You'll see later; there's another key point—should we notify the hospital?"

"Let's notify." Zheng Ren said, then added: "Let Director Kong and the hospital handle it; there are some personal favors, Director Kong has used them out, and we need to earn them back."

"If it's a favor, Director Kong's face will be earned back with interest." Su Yun laughed: "Besides, Director Liu Xu zhi has prepared two patients, both penniless; I've had Xinglin Yuan negotiate with them to do a surgery live broadcast."

"Hmm."

Zheng Ren has tried this sort of thing on patients with Ge Xie Disease. If there are no other problems, solving it this way is better than various dubious fundraisers.

Everyone benefits; if someone disagrees, there's not much else to do.

"Right, I have something." Zheng Ren thought, then called out: "This evening, while strolling around, I saw a patient with organ deformity and post-appendectomy peritonitis."

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with the gaze one reserves for an idiot.

He didn't speak, but just stared silently at Zheng Ren for a full minute.

The room was filled with an awkward atmosphere.

Zheng Ren knew what he wanted to say, but he himself had nothing to explain, so he just stayed silent and smoked. Su Yun didn't care how to resolve this awkwardness; after one minute, he snorted and asked: "Boss, do you really think you're a living bodhisattva?"

"No."

"There are countless sick people in the world; in remote mountain areas they can't even get an appendectomy done—why don't you go support the frontlines?" Su Yun asked sharply; looking at him, if he didn't think he could beat Zheng Ren, he'd really want to go up and punch him.

"Well, I just happened to see him and gave Professor Feng a call." Zheng Ren sighed, his tone soft, weakly defending: "He looks pitiful; right now we can still treat him. But drag it out a few more days and it'll be too late."

Su Yun shook his head angrily, finally sighed, and asked: "Boss, have you trained before?"

"Surgery? Back in school…"

"Martial arts."

"No."

"I always feel I can't beat you; if it were Fang Lin, I'd have to beat you so badly even Xiao Yi Ren wouldn't recognize you." Su Yun felt a bit regretful.

"Studying medicine, not knowing a bit is still okay?" Zheng Ren, knowing he was at fault, started spouting nonsense without thinking: "Lu Xun, back then he also studied karate. It's said he brought a knife to class, the kind of guy who could take on three or five."

"Don't spout nonsense, that's wild history." Su Yun contemptuously dragged the topic back: "Director Miao is still lying in the ICU; how can you not have a longer memory?"

"Hey." Zheng Ren remained silent.

"Can the surgery be done?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren through the black hair on his forehead, his eyes deep and distant, like the sound of a heart muffled by pericardial effusion.

"I think it's doable; I do General Surgery Department, you know, only slightly……" Zheng Ren pondered.

Su Yun was curious, wanting to hear Zheng Ren say outright who was stronger than him.

"Just a bit weaker than my interventional surgery; no problem, rest assured." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun felt a wave of chest tightness—could he even compare like that?

He'd lost interest, was about to wash up, then suddenly turned his head, pointing at a pile of packages in the corner and said: "Boss, is that what you bought?"

"Uh…… it arrived by mail this fast?" Zheng Ren was also surprised.

"The seller lives in a residential complex just 500 meters away; after you placed the order, less than an hour later, the seller personally delivered it to your door. For this transaction, he even saved on the shipping fee."

Zheng Ren chuckled; he himself had forgotten to check where the seller was located.

"What is it?" Su Yun asked.

"I bought flower seeds—there are roses and orchids." Zheng Ren laughed: "I wasn't planning to go abroad and buy anything for Xiao Yi Ren, so I thought I'd grow them myself. Flowers personally planted by the world's best surgeon—doesn't that feel full of sincerity?"

Su Yun was somewhat surprised, glanced at Zheng Ren a few times, and asked: "And the orchids?"

"They're a gift for Director Miao."

"Boss, you'd better not do that kind of stupid thing again; just follow the rules." Su Yun said, then went to wash up.

Zheng Ren chuckled, glanced at the package, began to open it, searched for an article on how to grow flowers, and started playing with flower arranging step by step.