Chapter 1198: and translation of title, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list of named entities appearing in these lines

Are you all busy? Which number is it? Su Yun suddenly walked in; Feng Xu Hui tried to stand up, but Su Yun pressed his shoulders and pushed him onto the sofa.

The second one, probably a teaching Shou Bing. Feng Xu Hui replied.

Oh, that's still early. Little Hu, let me look at your data. Su Yun leaned over to Hu Yan Hui's side, randomly clicking the mouse.

This startled Hu Yan Hui; that side was live streaming—what if Su Yun clicked something and cut off the signal? What then?

Before she could stop Su Yun, she saw Su Yun pull up the data traffic page. That motion was a bit more skilled than her own.

Hmm, not bad. Little Hu, according to your imagination, when your Manager Peng is discharged, what price should I set? Su Yun asked familiarly.

Hu Yan Hui burst into tears.

Yun Ge'er, we may be familiar, but you can't ask like that.

The data growth is great, thriving. What's with that expression? Are you or aren't you a person from Xinglin Yuan?

Hu Yan Hui continued crying, "Of course I'm a person from Xinglin Yuan, but Yun Ge'er, you know you're not, right?"

You can just hack in and see it; it's not some big secret, just easier to look at here. Su Yun glanced at Hu Yan Hui, disdainfully saying: "I'm just too lazy to hack into your website's database. By the way, the recent security supervisor's Technique is not bad—each time I enter your database it's quite difficult."

…… Hu Yan Hui sincerely didn't know what to say.

After glancing at Xinglin Yuan's data, Su Yun came to the operating table and pressed the intercom.

Boss, Mei Ha'er has sent word, arriving tomorrow afternoon.

Shou Bing? We'll talk about it after the operation.

Let me ask first, are you preparing to pick them up?

We'll talk about it after the operation. Zheng Ren directly closed the intercom from inside.

Look, the boss's temper is getting bigger and bigger—really, the work is getting harder to do. Su Yun shrugged his shoulders, plopped down beside Feng Xu Hui, took out his phone and started playing with it.

Anyway, one Shou Bing takes thirty to forty minutes; waiting a bit is better than running back and forth.

Who is Mei Ha'er? Liu Xiao Jie asked cautiously, she knew that this person who looks like a star, Yun Ge'er, is not someone easy to serve.

Su Yun directly blocked Liu Xiao Jie, as if he hadn't heard.

He's a specialist from the Karolinska Institute, the medical university of Stockholm, Sweden, looking for Zheng Lao Ban to do the second-phase Shou Bing. Feng Xu Hui, seeing it was awkward, said: "Yun Ge'er, the professor is coming to do Shou Bing; do we need to prepare any supplies?"

I estimate he's bringing his own stuff; we don't need special preparation. Su Yun said: "You've already packed two large boxes; in case of any situation, it's enough for emergencies, no need to be so tense."

Feng Xu Hui smiled, thinking, regarding cardiac interventional surgery, it seems I also need to learn.

After waiting a few minutes, the Shou Bing ended, Zheng Ren came out of the Operating Room.

Su Yun, you said Mei Ha'er is coming tomorrow? Zheng Ren, while picking up the third patient's film, casually asked.

Hmm, are you preparing to pick them up?

If there's nothing, go; if there's Shou Bing, you go. Zheng Ren picked up the film and returned to the Operating Room.

See? Su Yun patted Feng Xu Hui's shoulder, saying: "Put nicely, this is focus; put harshly, this is just a Technique otaku."

Feng Xu Hui laughed foolishly; for this kind of thing, pretending to be clueless is better.

Su Yun, do you have anything this afternoon? Zheng Ren suddenly asked in the Operating Room. Liu Zewei was busy preparing for the next patient's pre-op, orderly.

What is it?

Cui Lao asked me to accompany him for an afternoon in the Emergency Department; do you have time?

No time, let's go out for dinner together in the evening. Su Yun said lazily.

Eating again?

Fang Lin is organizing it; are you willing to come or not? Su Yun said, stood up and walked out.

This guy comes in a hurry, leaves in a hurry; Zheng Ren is also helpless. Every day there are many meals; if people didn't have so much interpersonal interaction, how nice would that be?

But this is just the dream of a Technique otaku; Fang Lin probably wants to give himself a welcome, which is also good intention.

Go on, go on; anyway, Fang Lin is already familiar, so it probably won't be that awkward to eat.

Last night, during five teaching Shou Bing, Liu Zewei's wrist was tapped an unknown number of times.

He still remembers seeing Zheng Ren tap Gao Shaojie in the Provincial Hospital's interventional surgery operating room; back then there weren't that many taps. But the other day at the Provincial Hospital, it seemed Lao Gao also got tapped many times—what's the reason?

Is it because Zheng Lao Ban has stricter demands, or because he himself made more mistakes? Liu Zewei's initial excitement vanished without a trace, leaving him somewhat apprehensive. But he said nothing, instead tidying up while recalling the previous Shou Bing.

Old Liu, just grab a bite for lunch; I don't have time on my end. Zheng Ren said.

You're going……

The Emergency Department's Cui Lao asked me to accompany him out for emergency. Zheng Ren tore off the sterile gown, smiled at Xie Yiren, turned to change clothes, in a hurry.

Liu Zewei found it strange—need to accompany for emergency? Normally, emergency doesn't have specialist consultations.

However, there were no local doctors around, and Liu Zewei wasn't familiar with 912, so he could only keep this doubt in his heart.

……

Zheng Ren didn't fasten his White Coat buttons; this habit—when did he learn it from Su Yun? Even he himself doesn't know.

Arriving at the Emergency Department, the smell was similar to that of Haicheng Shi Yiyuan's Emergency Department; Zheng Ren felt quite familiar.

Walking down the Emergency Department corridor, Zheng Ren's steps slowed, habitually observing the color of the patient system background panels around him.

The conditions were all fine, after all, nationwide difficult cases come to Di Du and Modu for treatment; compared to outpatients, emergency patients are just a negligible number.

And emergency cases are mostly those—cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, as well as gastrointestinal diseases, taking up a large proportion.

As the anti-gang campaign deepened, even the small-time gangsters at the docks fought much less.

Zheng Ren still remembers that in his second or third year on the job, when doing emergency work, it was just before New Year's Eve, and in one night he encountered four people beaten to a bloody head, their mink pelts stolen.

And half a year ago, when he was the Inpatient Chief in the Emergency Department, he hadn't encountered such things. The gang that fought at the bathhouse was the biggest brawl Zheng Ren had ever seen.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren's mouth corner twitched slightly, revealing a hint of a smile. Days are getting safer, naturally an ideal life.

Arriving at Cui Lao's clinic door, Zheng Ren glanced at the time; it wasn't yet afternoon work hours, so he quietly waited for Cui Lao.

Zheng Lao Ban? Zhou Litao hurried out of the Emergency Resuscitation Room, seeing Zheng Ren standing there foolishly, asked in surprise.

Hmm, I'm waiting for Cui Lao.

"Cui Lao is inside watching a movie; just knock on the door and go in." Zhou Litao said.