Chapter 1421: 1377 Spoke Wrong (Alliance Leader, Class Leader Bonus Chapter 1)

It was time to get off work, and the Emergency Department gradually became busy.

When they arrived at the Emergency Department, Zhou Litao was conducting a physical exam; the three of them also didn't go to disturb him and waited quietly.

Zheng Ren felt a bit better, and that stubborn vigor from deep inside surged up. But then, thinking of Xie Yiren's smile—so charming even spring breeze couldn't compare—it receded like a tide.

"Zheng Boss, Su… Yun Ge'er, anything?" Zhou Litao squeezed some Cleansing Hand Sanitizer onto his hands, washing them with the standard six-step hand-washing method while he asked.

"Want to go out for a meal tonight? Can you take the evening off?" Su Yun asked.

"Sigh..." Zhou Litao really wanted to go out.

Being an Inpatient Chief is the most miserable job. The Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department is the worst of the worst.

But precisely because of that, getting time off is harder than climbing to heaven.

Even a 39° fever makes it hard to get leave, let alone going out to eat, drink, and have fun.

"Then I won't bother you." Su Yun got the answer she wanted, patted Zhou Litao on the shoulder, and said, "When you get out of jail that day, I'll set up drinks to celebrate. Manager Zhou, how much can you drink?"

"One bottle of baijiu is no problem." Zhou Litao declared boldly.

Su Yun looked at him with a smiling, narrowed gaze.

"Doctor, this is the Emergency Department, right?" a handsome young man in his twenties pushing a wheelchair asked.

Seeing the signs everywhere around them, the few of them had grown accustomed.

In an unfamiliar place, there will be unfamiliar questions; even if the signs are crystal clear, asking a sentence is only natural.

Medical staff with bad tempers will mutter to themselves, wondering if they're blind. But as long as they empathize, they'll understand this is also normal.

But there are too many people asking for directions every day, which really gets tiring.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Litao waved his hand, indicating he needed to work, and told Su Yun and the others to leave.

Zheng Ren glanced at the female patient sitting in the wheelchair, about twenty-three or twenty-four, her makeup a bit heavy, hiding her natural appearance.

Still, her looks were decent, but Zheng Ren saw people as a mosaic and didn't notice this.

The System Panel glowed red, clearly marking two deadly diagnoses—ruptured right tubal pregnancy and hemorrhagic shock.

The Obstetrics Department had its hands full, so Zheng Ren didn't meddle further; instead, he walked past the patient with Su Yun.

The Hospital has its own procedures. For this condition, as long as one comes to the Emergency Department… to the Emergency Department of 912, 99.999% will be fine. It's just a laparoscopic procedure, a minor issue.

"It hurts, go slow." the woman said in a soft, coquettish voice.

"Sorry, bear with it a little, you're already at the hospital." the man said gently.

The young couple is quite nice; I hope they're happy. As for myself… I also hope I'm happy.

But the detestable father-in-law is practically the final boss, complete with a 360-degree, no-blind-spot Darin Machine Gun sweeping skill.

Zheng Ren walked out of the Emergency Department, watching night fall over the Imperial Capital, and let out a deep sigh.

"Boss, business is booming; sighing isn't appropriate." Su Yun came over smiling to comfort him.

"What should we eat tonight?" Zheng Ren had nothing to say, so he just grabbed a random topic to avoid being too awkward.

Not having to think about things is the best.

But it feels like there's a big matter in my mind that I just can't recall.

If it weren't for the big matter concerning the father-in-law, Zheng Ren's habit would be not to overthink. But since we have to meet him tomorrow at this time, not being able to recall something is practically a matter of life and death.

"Hehe." Su Yun laughed happily upon hearing Zheng Ren ask what to eat tonight.

People, after all, aren't omnipotent.

Our boss is the same; yesterday he was still discussing the last piece of the turbulence puzzle with world-top professors, today he's acting like an idiot.

"It's fine, don't worry." Su Yun didn't say it outright, but she still comforted Zheng Ren with a sentence.

Zheng Ren sighed, thinking Su Yun was talking about tomorrow's matter of investing in Xinglin Yuan.

As for that, I'm not really worried—if Peng Jia disagrees, setting out on my own wouldn't cost much.

Now we're strong and capable; feeding Peng Jia a meal—what's there to worry about? Whether it's turning the tables or moving into their nest, Zheng Ren feels no psychological burden.

I am the core competitiveness; without the surgery livestream, Xinglin Yuan would ultimately become a website that burns money just because of love.

Burning money, it's still throwing in bill after bill, not burning bundles or piles at a time.

Basically, no big capital is willing to invest, so there's no thrill of throwing down a hundred million a day.

The two of them were thinking about two different things, so they couldn't continue the conversation.

Seeing Zheng Ren's embarrassed state, Su Yun felt great delight; instead of continuing to comfort him, she arranged a meal, hailed a car, and went to a restaurant.

What they ate, Zheng Ren didn't notice at all.

Not tasting one's food perfectly describes Zheng Ren right now.

Xie Yiren offered a few words, saying things like they get along well, but Zheng Ren's mind was a complete mess, and he didn't notice what they were saying.

After more than an hour, Su Yun received a phone call.

Zheng Ren vaguely heard something about some illness, and instantly perked up.

Since I don't know how to handle things on the father-in-law's side, I might as well go back to the hospital to find some confidence.

Perhaps if I'm full of confidence tomorrow, I can overcome my fear of the father-in-law.

Zheng Ren's eyes lit up instantly as he asked, "What illness? Is it general surgery or thoracic surgery?"

"Obstetrics." Su Yun said impatiently.

"No problem, I'm good with obstetrics cases." Zheng Ren had only said half the sentence when he felt his palm tighten; Xie Yiren gripped his hand and squeezed hard.

Uh… I spoke the wrong thing.

Zheng Ren immediately kept silent.

At this point, the more he tried to explain, the more wrong things he'd say.

"Do you still remember the pig liver shop where we first did dissections?" Su Yun asked.

"I remember; that time Old Liu wasn't there, but Liu Xu zhi, Mu Tao, and Fugui'er were all present." Zheng Ren said.

"That chef who said your knife skills are Willow Leaf Blade technique, do you still remember?"

"When talking about the matter, Zheng Ren's Clarity is just like it just happened. But when mentioning people, he can also remember how many people there were and what they did at the time."

"But as for what the ghostly chef looks like, I couldn't possibly remember."

"Su Yun knew Zheng Ren had late-stage face blindness, Directly Say: 'His wife is hospitalized; it's not that we're unfamiliar with the Hospital, so we thought of us.'"

"\"Oh. \" Zheng Ren had little interest."

"It's just ordinary friends from society going to see a doctor at the Hospital, saying hello; this kind of thing is quite boring."

"Just going back and forth, maybe afterwards there will still be a meal gathering."

"If it's a rare disease or something, I could use my brain to ponder, search countless cases in memory, compare and refer, finally get a perfect answer…… Only then would I have a sense of accomplishment, only then would it make me forget the annoyance of having dinner with my father-in-law on Ming evening."

"\"Let's go, go take a look. \" Su Yun laughed and said: \"Originally I didn't need you, but look at your state, I'll also take the opportunity to teach you some skills on how to talk to your father-in-law. \""

"\"Do you have experience? \" Chang Yue adjusted his glasses, asked softly."

"In an instant, the sky turned gloomy."