Chapter 1391: 1349 Regret Pill (Alliance Leader oo Old Liu oo Extra Chapter 2)

The door of the resuscitation room opened, and Zheng Renhe and Su Yun walked out.

After looking around, he saw Zhou Chun Yong squatting on the ground, and Zheng Ren sighed. He secretly envied the little boy—having someone who loves him is such a happiness.

"Director Zhou, get up." Zheng Ren stepped closer and said softly.

"Zheng... Boss, how is it?" Zhou Chun Yong lifted his head, somewhat confused, and asked.

"Go comfort him." Zheng Ren said: "Respect, respect—only when you know fear will you have respect."

Having said that, he patted Zhou Chun Yong's shoulder and then went with Su Yun to change clothes.

As he passed the young man nearby, the young man felt he had lost control of his bladder again.

Damn, it's scary—looking at that kind, honest, simple person, it's really hard to believe the miserable screams just now came from him.

The child ended up screaming like that—how could he bring himself to do it?!

From now on, he must not come to the hospital, the young man thought.

Zheng Ren changed his clothes, and Su Yun laughed: "Boss, you're quite skilled at dissection."

"Not bad." Zheng Ren immediately thought of the "wasted" surgical training time.

"How did you grasp the urinary system's pain points so precisely?" Su Yun asked about the key point.

"Rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren replied expressionlessly.

"Nonsense."

"Just now I even wanted to use a urethral probe, afraid Director Zhou would turn against me." Zheng Ren said.

"That might still not stop him from turning against you. Look—see how the child reacts." Su Yun said.

"Do you think he hasn't experienced the despair of life?" Zheng Ren pondered, "Was I not forceful enough, or did I finally go soft?"

"..." Su Yun was speechless: "Boss, can't you have a bit of sense?"

"What's wrong?"

"At this age, who knows what's on a child's mind? What if he comes out and stabs you?"

"No." Zheng Ren said: "I guarantee next time he sees me he'll wet his pants."

Su Yun smiled helplessly, recalling how in the resuscitation room Zheng Ren had inserted the urinary catheter only halfway before pulling back, and he also felt a chill inside.

This is Zhou Chun Yong's son, with the patient's family's permission, to give him a lesson so he learns respect. Otherwise… thinking back, it still feels wrong.

Was it that I went soft? I know my own boss—this guy looks kind and honest with thick brows and big eyes, seeming upright, but actually he's ruthless and vengeful.

He took off his white coat, threw it onto Zhou Litao's bed in his private duty room, and the two walked out.

Zhou Litao was observing the young patient.

The moment Zhou Chun Yong stepped inside, his son burst into silent tears, struggling to rise and flung himself into his arms.

Seeing his son's helpless look, Zhou Chun Yong felt his heart about to break.

He stroked his son's head and asked softly, "Child, what's uncomfortable?"

"Dad, nothing." Zhou Chun Yong's son said: "I… I want to go home."

"No, you need to be observed overnight." A voice came from behind Zhou Chun Yong, flat, without fanfare, just stating a fact.

Zhou Chun Yong immediately felt his son's body tremble a little, then he shoved himself hard into his embrace.

It seemed he hadn't relied on him like this in a long time; Zhou Chun Yong felt a warmth rise in his chest and held his son tightly.

After a dozen seconds, he handed his son to his wife, used his body to block Zheng Ren's line of sight, gave a glance, and several people walked out.

Zhou Chun Yong worried inside, afraid that maybe there really was something wrong just now, requiring hospital observation.

He was already flustered.

Just as they stepped out the door, around the corner, Zhou Chun Yong couldn't wait to ask: "Zheng Boss, everything okay?"

"It's fine, I was just scaring your son. The treatment effect looks okay; we'll head home soon, take the time to chat with your son, then get some sleep." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Really okay?" Zhou Chun Yong still wasn't reassured.

"Director Zhou, I know this wasn't handled well."

"But to be frank, your son has already started seeking death and life; I'm worried something big will happen later, so I stepped in to help." Zheng Ren said solemnly: "I just wanted him to experience a fraction of the suffering of ICU patients—if that day ever truly comes, regret will be too late."

Saying that, he paused, looking at Zhou Chun Yong.

"I didn't go all out, caused no organic harm—don't worry. Although I don't approve of anyone's electrotherapy, your situation is special. I hope your son can feel despair, and now he can still regret it. When you get home, you need to talk this over heart-to-heart with him." Zheng Ren said.

Despair, but like a dream, still able to regret, turn the page and start over……

Zhou Chun Yong, how old are you? He knew the weight of those words.

Zheng Ren's description was like a cheat-code life—many dream of it, yet cannot obtain it.

Regret pill—what Zheng Lao Ban prescribed was a regret pill.

He nodded; having Zheng Lao Ban's guarantee was enough, and he relaxed.

He turned back, soothed the child with a few words, took his hand, and walked out.

"Say thank you to Uncle Zheng." Zhou Chun Yong sensed the child's fear, but also felt another shift in his emotions.

Having respect is a good thing.

"Uncle Zheng, thank… thank you." Zhou Chun Yong's son forced back his tears, standing on the other side of his father's body, speaking meekly and obediently.

"Go back now; if there's any problem next time, come straight to me." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

Zhou Chun Yong stumbled, almost falling. He gave Zheng Ren a slight bow, took his son's hand, and walked away.

Father and son left; Zhou Chun Yong's beloved kept asking questions, the family reunited, looking not bad.

"Boss, you're willing to meddle in this, but you ought to restrain yourself." Su Yun came over, chuckling: "This is nothing; if there were something, you'd guess what the consequences would be."

"I've got it under control, so don't even try." Zheng Ren shot back directly.

That couldn't really be called a hard retort; Zheng Ren truly knew what he was doing. After all, the System Space has test subjects that can simulate experiments.

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, holding back a breath. The key is whether they really had no incident due to luck, or because he's truly capable—this is hard to say.

No matter which angle you look from, this is determined by technique level; he can't retort.

So annoying!

"Let's go, head home." Zheng Ren waved, greeted Zhou Litao, then turned and left.

After running around, Zheng Ren wasn't tired, but he was a bit worried.

After returning home, he took out his phone, wanting to ask Zhou Chun Yong. But Zhou Chun Yong's side had already sent a WeChat message, which appeared brightly on the screen.

【Zheng Lao Ban, thanks, I told my son.】

【You're welcome, as long as it's fine, then I'll go to sleep.】

Zheng Ren replied, then washed up and went to sleep.

Looking at the stars in the desert is indeed nice, but covered in sand, one still needs to hurry up and clean up; otherwise, one won't sleep well in the evening.

After washing up, Zheng Ren lay down, and suddenly heard a "ding-dong~" sound.

Um... System Quest?!