Chapter 1413: with translation of chapter title

This kind of thing, Director Kong's mind was like a clear mirror.

Director Kong had treated liver cancer patients numbering not ten thousand but eight thousand in his lifetime. He had seen many cases where the liver had no active lesions, yet the alpha-fetoprotein kept rising.

When encountering such a situation, one can only wait helplessly.

Waiting for the tumor to explode in growth; otherwise, in the long run, it's waiting for progress in medical technology to enable a breakthrough in diagnosing and treating this disease.

Zheng Lao Ban could give it a try; who knows, it might work? Director Kong thought to himself.

After chatting a few words with Vice President Yuan who had come to see him off, they each got in their cars and returned to Hospital 912.

In the car, Zheng Ren contacted Liu Zewei and Shen Boshi, began admitting patients, and surgery would start the day after tomorrow.

However, the patients hadn't arrived yet, and going back to the ward seemed pointless, so Zheng Ren went straight to the Emergency Department.

Staying in the Emergency all day gets tiresome, but once you leave for a while, you start to miss it.

After seven days of studying basic physics, Zheng Ren felt stifled and really wanted to rush straight to the Operating Room and grab any surgery he could.

He felt an urge to scratch the wall.

Arriving at the Emergency, he saw Cui Lao's office door closed, and Zheng Ren knew today might not be Cui Lao's clinic day.

Then he might as well wander around; chatting with Zhou Litao, whether about something or nothing, is fine.

It had been a long time since he'd heard the sound of a cart's wheels rolling over marble flooring.

Today the Emergency Department wasn't very busy; he didn't see Zhou Litao's busy figure or that face covered in freckles about to take off.

"Zheng Lao Ban, what are you up to?" said the Emergency Rescue Service doctor as he returned, sent the patient to the resuscitation room, saw Zheng Ren strolling, and greeted him.

The patient's System Panel showed a diagnosis of gastroenteritis, nothing serious; Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to look, and told the Emergency internal medicine doctor, "Just got back from clinic."

"Yeah, traffic was backed up; otherwise I'd have been back earlier."

"What about Manager Zhou?"

"Probably in the Zhibanshi; go have a look."

Hospital 912's Inpatient Chief has his own separate Zhibanshi.

After all, being on call 24 hours in the Hospital with only one day off a month, if you stay in the big Zhibanshi you'll sleep poorly every day and risk death from overwork.

In this regard, Hospital 912 is much more considerate than Hai Cheng.

The internal medicine doctors and nurses handled patients in a tense yet orderly manner; Zheng Ren wandered over to Zhou Litao's Zhibanshi, knocked, and entered.

Zhou Litao was tidying up the cabinet, and a line of strange oddities lay on the floor.

"Manager Zhou, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked with a chuckle.

"In another month I won't need to be the Inpatient Chief anymore; I'm tidying up so I can free up space for others." Seeing it was Zheng Ren, Zhou Litao said familiarly.

He had no ulterior motives; if he did, they would have been worn away by the constant tension of a 24‑hour day.

However, hell mode was about to be cleared, and the freckles on his face glowed with a sense of happiness.

"What is this?" Zheng Ren saw various odd little items wrapped in plastic bags on the floor; the bags had labels indicating gender and date.

"These are foreign objects taken from patients' bodies over the years that the patients didn't want back; I've collected and organized them all." Zhou Litao explained while busy sorting the cabinet.

"You have this fetish too?" Zheng Ren was somewhat surprised; this must count as a strange little habit.

"You're thinking the wrong way." Zhou Litao said, sweating profusely, "I still have to teach students; these are for my lectures."

"..." Zheng Ren gave a hehe laugh.

Although the items on the floor were wrapped in two layers of transparent plastic, Zheng Ren still didn't want to touch them.

Crouching on the ground, he saw things like toothpicks and glow sticks.

"The other day, when I came with Director Zhou of Hepatobiliary from the Imperial Capital, what was taken out of the patient's urethra?" Zheng Ren asked.

"That one right in front of you." Zhou Litao replied fluently.

His level of proficiency made Zheng Ren suspect something unpleasant.

However, Zheng Ren just smiled, lowered his head to look at the date, and saw it was the ink core of a ballpoint pen.

"That must hurt a lot." Zheng Ren broke into a sweat on his back.

"Yeah, every time they remove a foreign object they scream hoarsely." Zhou Litao said, "But more than half of them come back afterward."

"Can it really be addictive?" Zheng Ren exclaimed.

"Who knows." Zhou Litao said, "When I have time I'll ask a psychology classmate to see if there's any addictive quality. Though once I removed a steel wire from a man in his sixties, and he asked for it back."

"Why?"

"He said the size was just right, and if he paid attention next time it would be fine." Zhou Litao said.

"..." Zheng Ren was also quite speechless.

He followed the line of items on the ground and saw a dumbbell also wrapped in a plastic bag at the end.

"Manager Zhou, you still work out?"

"Who has time? I'm exhausted like a dog every day, don't even have time to eat. Zheng Lao Ban, you've worked in the Emergency Department too; you know that if you spend over three minutes on a meal you'll never finish it." Zhou Litao said.

That's true.

"No time to work out; I've been in the Emergency Department for half a year and gained twenty kilograms." Zhou Litao patted his belly and said, "An irregular lifestyle makes this easy. No problem, I'll whip into shape soon, get a membership card, and go running every day."

"I guessed you'd come running here, why isn't your phone answering?" As he said that, Su Yun's voice came from the doorway.

Zheng Ren crouched on the ground, looked up at Su Yun, and then remembered he had turned his phone to silent.

He stood up, took out his phone, and fortunately only Su Yun had called him.

"Manager Zhou, when you work out you should hit on people if the chance arises, but never think about love growing over time." Su Yun laughed, closed the door, tossed a cigarette to Zhou Litao, and opened the window.

"Doctor Su, you say that, but I'm just trying to lose weight." Zhou Litao looked as if his thoughts had been guessed.

"To be frank, you're spouting nonsense with me; are you even preparing to find a girlfriend?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Hehe, you say, why is that?" Zhou Litao immediately changed his expression and asked with a chuckle.

"Even if you have an annual membership, you might quit the next day." Su Yun said, "That's common knowledge at any gym. Finally, prepare something to prove you're a Doctor 912; that'll boost your chances of picking up girls a bit."

Su Yun spoke non-stop.

And there's this? Zheng Renhe and Zhou Litao stared at each other, utterly clueless.

The duty room fell silent, Zhou Litao took two puffs of his cigarette. He could understand Su Yun's meaning, but what could inadvertently 'expose' him as a glorious people's doctor of 912, with a bright future, yet he still had no idea.

"Doctor Su......"

"Call me Yun Ge'er, or I won't teach you." Su Yun seized Zhou Litao's weak spot.

"Yun Ge'er, you're experienced, tell me what we need to prepare." Zhou Litao was eager to learn and ask; his obsession with finding a girlfriend made him abandon his dignity, and Yun Ge'er blurted out.