Chapter 1434: 1389 Terrible (Middle) (Alliance Leader Rabbit's Extra Update 3)

He actually didn't understand this at all—it was just meeting the parents, yet he was still angry? He had raised this little cabbage for years, and now it was about to be snatched away by such a stupid pig!

Whenever he thought about this matter, Xie Ning couldn't help feeling angry.

But he also had no good way to deal with it.

But after a series of coincidences today, he ended up seeing a bewildered son‑in‑law… Xie Ning's mood was strange.

"Dad, how did you two come together?" Xie Yiren asked after ordering.

"We were discussing the investment issue with Xinglin Yuan Company, and then we came together." Xie Ning said with a smile.

Not looking at Zheng Ren anymore—maybe he'll get better?

"Was the tie Zheng Ren bought for you the one you picked? I wondered why you'd choose this brand." Xie Yiren said dissatisfiedly: "It's too abstract, the feel is just average, I can't really get into it, and it doesn't match well."

"Mm, Yi Ren is right."

A voice sounded in the private room.

Lin Wan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Su Yun covered her face with her hand, openly showing her disdain and embarrassment.

It's really damn awkward.

"Boss, as a sycophant, while they're talking, you say Xiao Yi Ren is right with no shame or integrity—are you just trying to slap the father‑in‑law in the face?"

Confused and bewildered, Zheng Ren also didn't know what had happened; he could only feel his hormone levels surging like a roller coaster, up and down.

In a daze, hearing Xiao Yi Ren speak, he instinctively said a line.

After saying it, he instantly sobered up.

I‑… what did I just say?!

Xie Yiren smiled, took Xie Ning's hand, and said, "See, I was right, wasn't I?"

"Zheng Ren, you say the tie you gave me has no taste?" Xie Ning asked.

The difficulty of this question has approached that of deciding whether to save one's mother or wife first when falling into water.

Adding the inconsistency of logic and ethics, a single short sentence broke through the fourth wall.

Zheng Ren felt as if he were suddenly strolling through a galaxy, but without Yi Ren, he felt terribly lonely.

His brain had crashed; he had nothing to say, so he could only lower his head.

Looking at the bone dish before him, it seemed as if countless patterns were carved into it, narrating the deepest secrets of disease diagnosis, treatment, and emergency rescue.

"Dad, don't bully Zheng Ren."

"Uncle Ning, what should we drink tonight? I'll keep you company."

Xie Yiren and Su Yun spoke at the same time, defusing the embarrassment.

Lin Wan's eyes curved into crescents as she looked at Zheng Ren—truly, however she looked, she was pleased. Simple‑minded, she thought Xiao Yi Ren's taste wasn't bad.

Xie Ning also didn't make things hard for Zheng Ren; this son‑in‑law seemed overly honest. If he hadn't known Zheng Ren's surgery was superb and his medical skill high, he would surely have thought his IQ was low.

Zheng Ren stopped speaking, and laughter and chatter began to fill the private room.

Su Yun felt a bit absurd—clearly the boss was meeting the parents, yet here she was jumping around, doing everything she could to regulate the atmosphere.

If it were just an ordinary person, it would be fine, but it's Uncle Ning from Pengxi Township. No matter what I do, I always feel he can see through me at a glance.

This feeling is really bad, especially bad.

But when he looked back at Zheng Ren, that guy's tense face was pale, sweat beading on his forehead and temples. He didn't dare lift his head, keeping silent with his head down.

If I stayed silent and pretended to be invisible, this meal would collapse outright.

Su Yun had no choice; she steeled herself and started drinking with Xie Ning. However, tonight they were drinking iron‑capped Maotai, and Su Yun soon forgot her worries.

They clinked glasses, treating Zheng Ren as if he were transparent.

The awkwardness ended after an hour.

Xie Ning's technical staff delivered the optical tweezers equipment.

Seeing the optical tweezers placed on the wine table, Zheng Ren lifted his head and his eyes lit up.

"Zheng Ren, what is this?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Optical tweezers." Zheng Ren murmured, desperately restraining his hands from immediately opening it to look.

"What is it used for?"

"Liver cancer has a rare mode of transfer, latent transfer."

"Tests show alpha‑fetoprotein keeps rising, but existing technology can't locate the metastatic tumor, and liver cancer itself lacks effective chemo drugs, so it's considered incurable." Zheng Ren's voice returned to normal as he looked at the optical tweezers, marveling.

"Is that the Li Lao you mentioned from the Engineering Academy?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Mm, I had a CT this morning and judged that the edge of the 6th‑7th thoracic vertebrae is the metastatic lesion. Coincidentally, Uncle Ning has the optical tweezers, so tomorrow we can try them in pathology." Zheng Ren became talkative, clearly looking forward to the pathology procedure tomorrow.

"Can it be done? Isn't the operation difficult?" Xie Yiren said with some worry.

"No problem, just watch once and you'll get it." Zheng Ren said confidently.

Su Yun glanced at him, downed her drink, and didn't retort.

"What are optical tweezers? They sound high‑tech." Seeing Zheng Ren happy, Xie Yiren naturally added a few more words.

"During surgery, I'm not used to using large tweezers; Director Wei prefers them. The tweezers in the sterile pack that hold objects are tangible; we feel their presence, then apply force through them to clamp the object." Zheng Ren said.

"While optical tweezers are a special light field; when it interacts with an object, the whole object is acted upon by the light to achieve a clamping effect, and then by moving the beam we can realize the goal of moving the object."

Zheng Ren gave a simple explanation, his eyes fixed on the optical tweezers box like a glutton eyeing food, his index finger twitching.

If it weren't for Xie Ning holding the fort, this guy would probably have opened it right away to study the optical tweezers in detail.

"The photoelectric theory has been around for years, yet only a tiny bit has been applied to medicine—it's really too slow." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, when will your turbulence theory bear fruit?" Su Yun asked.

"It's not mine; my achievements have long been reflected in surgery." Zheng Ren stared at the optical tweezers packaging as if his eyes could pierce it. In Su Yun's words, it was like peeking at a widow bathing while staring at the tweezers box.

"Within twenty… thirty years, I doubt anyone will surpass me in interventional surgery. If an outstanding young person appears, it will probably take a long time before they see what I see."

I've told you this before; if you try a little harder, maybe you'll realize how strong I am sooner than others." Zheng Ren looked at the Optical Tweezers, began a virtual operation in his mind, and casually spoke the truth.

Su Yun felt a knife stabbed into his chest.

Nobody even mentions messing with him; you have to work really hard to understand how strong this guy is.

Who gave him the courage!

If I had known, I wouldn't have wasted all my strength saving him!" Su Yun thought resentfully.

Xie Ning looked at Zheng Ren with great interest, also not knowing where such strong confidence came from.

"Shall we open and take a look?" Xie Yiren also said curiously.