Chapter 1234: with translation of chapter title

Director Pan's stern rebuke merely let him temporarily set aside his inner turmoil. These past few days, whenever the discussion of doctor-patient relations came to an end, he would think that only with tremendous development of productivity, upon reaching a utopian world, might it change.

And just a few minutes earlier, the troublesome patient, Director Zhang's persistence, and Chang Yue's blink had let Zheng Ren fully understand.

Being able to guard a person is to be a person. I am merely a human, at most someone with a big pig trotter, not a god, unable to solve all problems. What I can do is few, that's all.

Just being an ordinary person, I won't think about big matters.

Su Yun silently smoked, not looking at Zheng Ren, sunlight falling on half his face. Half the sunlight was brilliant, half hidden in darkness, like a sculpture of light and shadow intertwined, full of three-dimensional sense.

Zheng Ren also didn't continue saying anything; having just poured out all his thoughts, he felt much lighter.

A few minutes later, after finishing a cigarette, he stubbed it out, held the butt in his hand, and the two went downstairs back to the Intervention Department.

All the way, Su Yun didn't say anything, just silently moving forward.

Zheng Ren, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, looking happily foolish.

Returning to the ward, they saw Shen Boshi sitting glumly in a corner, dazed. Su Yun went over and tapped him, asking, 'Hey, what are you thinking about?'

'Ah?' Shen Boshi, lost in thought, only then snapped to attention, startled.

'Yun Ge'er, don't scare me like that. Being the Inpatient Chief has left me mentally exhausted, my heart isn't good.' Shen Boshi said with a bitter smile.

'What are you thinking about?' Zheng Ren, rarely gossiping, also asked curiously.

'This morning I was summoned by the Medical Department and complained about.' Shen Boshi said.

'Why, did you flirt with a girl? Or insist on examining a patient's friend?' Su Yun sat down with a chuckle, intentionally or not, ending up in the spot Zheng Renping usually liked.

Zheng Ren, helpless, saw Liu Zewei greet him and then continue writing his medical record, so he casually found a seat.

'Yesterday during outpatient clinic, a patient was dissatisfied and complained about me.' Shen Boshi helplessly said, 'They said my attitude was bad and my consultation speed slow. I only saw thirty patients in an hour, and when it finally came to the complaining patient's turn, after five minutes I showed impatience and wanted him to leave quickly.'

'Hahaha!' Su Yun laughed loudly.

As a doctor, one is long used to such complaints.

When seeing others, one naturally hopes for speed, because shorter queue time. When it's one's own turn, one wishes to chat with the doctor for an hour.

This is human nature; certainly over ninety percent of people think this way. Yet actually filing a complaint over such matters is rare. After all, the vast majority of people still reason.

Zheng Ren found it interesting, but said nothing.

Liu Zewei turned around and said with a smile, 'Such incidents aren't common. Once, while doing outpatient rounds at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, I was complained about for no reason. It wasn't aimed at me; it was the B‑ultrasound order I wrote that led to a complaint against the doctor in the ultrasound room, and they dragged me in as well.'

'What was the complaint about?'

'That person said, the doctor had no human touch. A patient over sixty with diabetes went to the ultrasound doctor to ask if they could be examined first, but the ultrasound was busy, so the doctor told him to discuss it with the people waiting at the door.'

'The patient's family member was dumbfounded, complaining, "With so many people queuing, who am I supposed to discuss it with?"'

As he spoke, Liu Zewei rubbed his own bald head, which shone brightly, and Zheng Ren suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

If I grow old, will I also go bald?

It seems I should start taking care early. Still, baldness looks a bit mature; perhaps it could even increase my charm value.

He was lost in thought here, but Su Yun said disdainfully, 'No, that's not it.'

Shen Boshi froze for a moment.

'This matter is too trivial; you're the Inpatient Chief—surely you encounter things like this ten or eight times a year. I see you dazed, anxious, definitely not because of this.' Su Yun, like a demon, observed and noticed every detail.

Liu Zewei rubbed his bald head and grinned at Shen Boshi. Since he and Shen Boshi aren't close, he wouldn't say much like Su Yun does.

Shen Boshi froze, then sighed and said, 'My classmate, named Gu Lili—do you still remember her, Zheng Lao Ban?'

Upon hearing that name, Zheng Ren immediately recalled a red professional outfit, neat and beautiful, like a flower.

The diagnosis was triple‑negative breast cancer.

Zheng Ren remembers all this, but if they met face to face, he'd surely not recognize her.

He nodded to indicate he remembered.

'She's divorced.' Shen Boshi sighed.

'Huh?' Zheng Ren didn't understand. He still remembered when Gu Lili came for treatment, the man beside her full of loving obedience and care. It's only been a little over a month—how could they have divorced already?

'She came for chemotherapy; I just told you that.' Shen Boshi said.

'Triple‑negative breast cancer? That's serious.' Su Yun frowned, not joking. When speaking of an incurable serious illness, everyone is careful and avoids a joking tone, even if the patient isn't present.

This is the bare minimum respect for life.

'She just divorced out of the blue, Yun Ge'er—do you think true love exists in this world?' Shen Boshi gazed at Su Yun like a lovelorn maiden lamenting spring and autumn.

'What are you thinking about?' Su Yun rebuked.

'Ah, Yun Ge'er, you don't know—those two are my classmates. The man was honest and simple; being able to marry Gu Lili seemed unbelievable to us. After marriage they had two kids and were blissfully happy, yet you say they've only been married a little over a month and now they're divorcing.'

Shen Boshi spaced out, mainly because of this matter. Complaints and such have long ceased to affect him.

On this point, Su Yun's perception was spot on.

'Your male classmate is utterly worthless.' Su Yun declared bluntly, without hesitation.

Shen Boshi thought the same and echoed him.

Liu Zewei pondered, seemed to want to say something, but stayed silent, merely sighed and turned away to continue writing his medical record.

'Old Liu, just say what you want to say—keeping it bottled up is painful.' Su Yun's sharp eyes spotted that Liu Zewei had something to say, so he directly asked.

Liu Zewei thought for a moment, turned and said, 'Actually, it shouldn't be put that way.'

'Huh?' Su Yun and Shen Boshi both grunted. How could reactionaries jump out to scold over something like this?

'I'm a few years older, have seen more patients, and thus naturally encountered more life and death.' Although Liu Zewei knew Su Yun's position in the medical team, being the team‑leading professor at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, he felt no fear toward Su Yun and spoke directly.

'Go on.' Su Yun said.

'For such an incurable cancer, the usual practice is to conceal it from the patient. Little Shen, does your classmate know what illness she has?' Liu Zewei asked.

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