Chapter 1616: with translation of chapter title

Manager Zhou, let's go downstairs to the emergency department and grab a meal together. Xie Yiren said while tidying up the instruments, "I've ordered a lot."

Sure. Wang Zong laughed and said, "I'll mooch a meal off you guys."

Manager Zhou, have you eaten? Su Yun lifted the sterile sheet, preparing to move the patient, and asked in passing.

I have, what time is it now? I just haven't had much appetite lately, so I've eaten little. Manager Zhou still wore a worried frown.

A dog's belly can't hold two taels of sesame oil, your psychological resilience is terrible. Su Yun said contemptuously.

Manager Zhou, the patient's surgery was done at the orthopedic trauma hospital near his home. Zheng Ren came back and first said a sentence to reassure Manager Zhou.

In an instant, Manager Zhou felt as if the sky had brightened.

What did the patient's family say? Su Yun asked.

To be frank, the Kocher needle should have been removed within six months to a year, but the family overlooked this. Zheng Ren said, "I think, even if the orthopedic trauma hospital's level were top-notch, there wouldn't be a principled error in this clavicle fracture surgery."

Compared to the colossal 912, Haicheng City First Hospital is just a little brother, with no particular advantages.

But in Haicheng, City First Hospital is undoubtedly the big brother, the topmost existence in the medical community's disdain hierarchy.

Orthopedic trauma hospitals and such... does a private hospital even count as a hospital?

The contempt that a private hospital of the Harmony Nurture tier holds for a public hospital like 912 is the same as the contempt City First Hospital holds for orthopedic trauma hospitals.

The settings differ, and so do the objects of contempt.

Su Yun and Chu Yanran took the patient to the ICU, while Zheng Ren did not follow.

The difficulty in treating the patient lies in diagnosis, not surgery. If there are no complications, the patient can be transferred out of the ICU soon.

He stood in the operating room corridor, watching Xiao Yi Ren and the circulating nurse clean the room; several times he tried to help but was shoved away with disdain.

Just after finishing up, Yi Ren's phone rang.

From the conversation, it sounded like Miao Xiaohua; Zheng Ren recalled that chubby, cute girl and smiled.

I don't know how Miao Xiaohua's ketogenic diet is going, but I suppose she's lost a bit of weight.

It's said you can eat beef and mutton every day, but eating too much makes you nauseous.

Every noon, facing a catty of beef and mutton, after about a month it feels like taking medicine.

Soon, Xiao Yi Ren hung up the phone.

How did she know you were back? Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

She didn't know I was back; she's looking for me about something. Xie Yiren's expression turned slightly serious as she spoke.

Huh?

Xiao Hua's cousin just started her sophomore year; this semester she suddenly developed problems, saying she can see ghosts, and all over... in short, her nerves are messed up. The school suggests either taking a leave of absence or sending her to a psychiatric hospital for treatment.

This... Zheng Ren felt regretful.

Sophomore year, the age of blossoms.

Going to a psychiatric hospital, once various psychiatric drugs are used, the person is essentially ruined in the end.

What psychiatric symptoms? Zheng Ren asked.

Supposedly she has persecutory delusions, claiming aliens want to abduct her for experiments, and that ghosts are everywhere around her; Xiao Hua is terribly worried. Xie Yiren sped up her tidying, "The main thing is she's terrified at night."

Do she and her cousin live together?

Yeah, she gets along well with her cousin; during winter break there wasn't much going on, they'd go shopping and eat together. It's only been a month or two—how did she become mentally disordered? Xie Yiren lamented.

Right, Zheng Ren thought the same.

Psychiatric illnesses cannot be diagnosed casually or haphazardly.

Once diagnosed, the harm to the patient is extremely great.

Sometimes it's even worse than a surgical failure, with the patient dying on the operating table.

You guys go find Yue Jie for a meal, then go home to sleep after eating. Seeing the circulating nurse go clean the instruments, with only herself and Zheng Ren present, Xie Yiren stepped over and lightly hugged Zheng Ren, "Go home and sleep obediently; I'll keep Xiao Hua company. Tomorrow, are we heading back to Di Du?"

Zheng Ren was about to hug Xie Yiren, but she broke free, glancing upward at the corner of her eye.

He knew there was a camera facing that direction.

Mm. Zheng Ren gave a silly smile and nodded.

Let me sleep first, then we'll talk; you accompany the director during the day. Xie Yiren said, "That's settled then—if we leave… yah!"

What's wrong?

Heizi is home alone! Xie Yiren sounded a bit panicked.

... Zheng Ren sighed.

Life with Heizi is indeed much more interesting. But having to walk him every day and feed him dog food and such adds a lot of hassle out of nowhere.

In the rush of coming back this time, I forgot Heizi to the ends of the earth.

Well now, I'll definitely have to go back tomorrow. After all, there's still a mouth at home waiting to be fed. If I don't go back, what if they starve to something bad?

Get proper rest; at noon tomorrow we'll check the situation—if the director's fever breaks we'll have a meal together and then head back. 24 hours… 36 hours, Heizi should be fine. Zheng Ren said.

Okay. Xie Yiren finished tidying the operating room, greeted the circulating nurse, and went to change clothes.

At the operating room door, Xie Yiren and Zheng Ren said goodbye and left directly.

Since he's no longer considered staff of Haicheng City First Hospital, his access card has been canceled and he can't park in the underground garage.

Xie Yiren flicked her ponytail, stepped out of the hospital doors with a light pace, and found the red Volvo XC60.

It's been a while since she last saw Miao Xiaohua, and Xie Yiren also missed her.

She started the car and drove off smoothly.

Miao Xiaohua's home isn't far from City First Hospital; the whole Haicheng isn't big, and it can't compare to Di Du.

Persecutory delusions? Xie Yiren pondered while driving.

It's a shame it's already late, and Zheng Ren isn't a neurologist or psychiatrist; otherwise he'd surely be dragged along for a look.

Thinking about it, Xie Yiren felt a bit regretful.

What if Zheng Ren can manage? It's not a maybe, it's definitely doable!

Forget it, it's almost ten o'clock; taking Zheng Ren to a girl's boudoir seems a bit improper.

But a perfectly normal person—how could they suddenly feel like there are aliens and demons? Could it really be true, really being abducted by aliens and experimented on?

Xie Yiren felt that Hai Cheng's night was a bit chilly, her hands starting to tremble slightly.

Let's bring Zheng Ren, that guy, along; having him sit there like a log, but his mind is at ease.

Turn back and go back?

Xie Yiren hesitated for a few minutes; the car was about to reach Miao Xiaohua's vicinity.

Forget it, let's go check the situation; I estimate Zheng Ren also can't solve this problem.

Park the car, press the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

"Xiaohua, it's me, open the door." Xie Yiren said.

"Click," the unit door lock opened, and Xie Yiren walked in.

Just now, Miao Xiaohua's voice sounded a bit flustered, making Xie Yiren feel something was wrong. She clenched her small hand into a fist, regretting once again that she should have brought Zheng Ren.

He wasn't by her side, and her courage had weakened a bit.