Chapter 1428: 1384 Ning Shu, can you do me a favor

1384 Ning Shu, can you do me a favor? (Alliance Leader one completed class leader extra 2)

"Why?" Chang Yue was also confused.

Logically, this person should be waiting coldly at home for her husband's death, yet she brought him to Di Du for treatment—the front and back logic doesn't quite add up.

"No one's left at his place; I figured if I didn't follow, I wouldn't know when I'd die." The woman reached out her hand to show Chang Yue, "Sis, don't your nails look nice?"

Chang Yue laughed and cried at the same time.

"If he dies quickly and I cremate him, I'll be completely free.

The dead guy kicks the bucket, I immediately start looking for a replacement. I tell you, sis, after forty we women turn to bean curd dregs; I'll doll myself up and see if I can snag a rich guy. I've been with that dead man over ten years and still never lived well.

"Let me tell you, my looks and these long legs—guys line up for me." The woman kept chattering.

"Here, sign." Chang Yue had her sign paper after paper; for anything needing explanation, the woman didn't listen, just scribbled her name and whatever Chang Yue asked her to write.

Soon Chang Yue sent her off.

"Which bed's patient?" Chang Yue returned, and Zheng Ren asked.

"Bed 7-17, male patient, 44 years old." Then he added: "The patient's condition looks fine, Chief Zheng—his surgery needs you to do it personally."

Liu Zewei glanced at Chang Yue.

"Old Liu can do it; success rate is nearly 100%." Zheng Ren said.

"No way!" Chang Yue snapped: "I'll check on him for two days post-op—I don't believe he won't last twenty years."

Zheng Ren saw Chang Yue fuming like an angry little bird, mad at himself, and shook his head with a smile.

"I'm talking to you—what are you laughing at?" Chang Yue adjusted her glasses, stared at Zheng Ren, and asked.

"Okay!" Zheng Ren, eager to survive, blurted out a "good": "Tomorrow this patient goes first, I'll do it myself. Tell Hu Yan Hui the teaching surgery live broadcast will have one less."

Chang Yue felt satisfied, pouted, sat down and kept working. Liu Zewei was especially helpless—another surgery slot gone.

But he didn't dare offend Chang Yue; even the treatment team's Su Yun wouldn't do that, and he's just a resident doctor… might as well wash up and sleep.

Zheng Ren flipped through the patient's lab report—it was already noon, and 80% of the tests had come back.

If there's anything abnormal, it's truly abnormal. But among the end-stage liver cirrhosis, massive ascites, portal hypertension patients I've treated, this is only moderately severe.

【They said write a love song, something both refined and popular…】

"Hey."

"Alright, I'm on my way."

"Got it—I'll talk less; as long as it's not a principle issue, I'll follow you."

After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up.

"Chang Yue, Old Liu, I'm stepping out for a bit." Zheng Ren said, then went downstairs.

Xinglin Yuan sent a car to pick up Zheng Ren.

On the way, Zheng Ren's mind wandered between tonight's dinner with Xie Yiren's parents and Lao Li's condition, like two little guys fighting, unable to settle.

Zheng Ren dazedly arrived and saw Peng Jia smiling, waiting at the hotel entrance.

Just as he was about to open the car door, Peng Jia opened it himself, right hand blocking, service impeccable.

Zheng Ren broke into a sweat—so courteous, it made him feel embarrassed.

"Boss Zheng, last time in Germany I missed you; you've been busy lately, I've long wanted to have an all-night chat with you." Peng Jia said with a chuckle.

"Manager Peng, you're being too polite." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Your business is like riding a rocket—I'm barely keeping up." Peng Jia said with a smile: "Have you seen Doctor Su's suggestion?"

"Mm." Zheng Ren gave a vague reply.

I don't know what Su Yun is up to; when it's time to sign, I'll just glance—if it's not a principle issue and there are no weird clauses, I'll let him do whatever he wants.

"Boss Zheng, Doctor Su's conditions are a bit strict. The key is the exclusivity clause, which will affect our future listing." Peng Jia complained.

"Listing? Then we'll cash out and leave? If that's the model… Manager Peng, are you thinking of retiring?" Zheng Ren said, walking in and laughing.

"No way." Peng Jia said: "We have to list—this is a big step."

"Listed companies still need profits, and more people speak up—I get a headache. Manager Peng, go check—has Ning Shu arrived?" Zheng Ren asked.

Peng Jia gave a wry smile and nodded.

Whether to list or not, each has its pros. Huawei says it won't list; back in the late '90s stock market, people said Huawei would list via a shell, then the big boss came out to dispel the rumor.

But so many big firms—Apple, Google—are they not listed companies?

Why does Boss Zheng resist listing?

If we don't list, the execs' dreams shatter, maybe the troops' hearts will waver.

Peng Jia felt anxious, his thoughts racing as he accompanied Zheng Ren upstairs.

In the large conference room, five or six Xinglin Yuan execs sat on one side, Xie Ning and his people on the other.

Zheng Ren glanced—it wasn't the four-or-five-people face-to-face he'd imagined.

"Boss, here." Su Yun sat in the main seat, drawling.

"Ning Shu." Zheng Ren walked straight to Xie Ning, greeting him warmly.

Peng Jia kept complaining; looking at this scene, the rumor was true. The old earthquake‑relief connection, in old‑timers' words, this is comrades‑in‑arms feeling.

He wordlessly watched Zheng Ren and Xie Ning chat, already having made up his mind.

The proposal Xie Ning and Su Yun put forward isn't that harsh—capital injection, board entry, not much different from a VC deal.

Although Xie Ning lacks the guarantee of listing, his good relationship with Boss Zheng makes up for it.

Peng Jia's thoughts were a mess; Zheng Ren and Xie Ning shook hands, then Peng Jia sat on Xie Ning's left, smiling: "Ning Shu, how's the prosthetic side working out?"

"Pretty good—you get what you pay for." Xie Ning laughed: "I've already fitted twenty wounded soldiers; limb function recovery is around eighty percent. Ordinary prosthetics are just for show, they can't compare."

"Good then."

"Zheng Ren, what have you been busy with lately?" Xie Ning asked with a smile.

"Ah, I've got two things on my mind." Zheng Ren sighed and complained directly: "Uncle Ning, you know what men use, right?"

Ah, I've been mulling over two things." Zheng Ren sighed and directly complained: "Ning Shu, you know what men use, right?"

"..." Xie Ning was taken aback; in this kind of occasion, after the pleasantries, shouldn't we be signing something?

"……" Xie Ning was stunned for a moment; in this situation, after the small talk, shouldn't we be signing something?

Deals worth tens of millions, even hundreds of millions—big but not huge, small but not trivial—how can you still be thinking about buying a gift?

Deals worth tens of millions, even hundreds of millions—saying they're big isn't huge, saying they're small isn't tiny either—how can you still be thinking about buying gifts?

"Uncle Ning, have we finished talking about this?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Ning Shu, is this side all done?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Almost done. Besides, Su Yun said you're getting a CT for Old Li at the Engineering Institute on that side; I'll call you over later." Xie Ning said calmly.

"Almost done—Su Yun said you need to get a CT for Lao Li from the Engineering Institute over there; I'll call you over later." Xie Ning said calmly.

"Uncle Ning, I have a favor to ask." Zheng Ren whispered: "After we finish this side, could you help me pick out a gift?"

"Ning Shu, I have a favor to ask." Zheng Ren whispered: "Once this side is finished, could you help me pick out a gift?"

"For whom?"

"For whom?"

"Tonight I'm meeting my girlfriend's parents for the first time. I don't know what to get as a gift; after mentioning it to Su Yun yesterday, I thought of you." Zheng Ren felt Xie Ning was especially kind, just like at the Pongxi Township Hospital—he didn't have to worry about things unrelated to him; Xie Ning always handles things very steadily.

"This evening, I'm meeting my girlfriend's parents for the first time. I wasn't going to buy a gift, but after mentioning it to Su Yun yesterday, I thought of you." Zheng Ren felt Xie Ning was especially amicable, just like at Pengxi Township Hospital—he didn't need to worry about things unrelated to him, because Xie Ning always handled them steadily.

Xie Ning gave Zheng Ren a strange look, then glanced up at Su Yun.

Xie Ning gave Zheng Ren a strange glance, then lifted his eyes to look at Su Yun.