Chapter 1624: line with translation of chapter title

It was already midnight; Zheng Ren didn't even know what he had done all day.

It was a mess; just thinking about it felt like a lifetime ago.

Early in the morning, Zheng Ren was startled by the news that Director Pan had lung cancer.

Later that evening, Xiao Yi Ren gave him another fright.

With hormones surging twice a day and his nerves on edge, Zheng Ren felt tired even after returning to his former villa.

After a quick wash, he fell asleep.

The next morning, before he was fully awake, the phone rang.

"Zheng Ren, wake up and eat!" Xiao Yi Ren's lively voice made Zheng Ren feel that life was still beautiful.

If everyone could just stay calm and peaceful, with tranquil times, that would be even better.

In the past, when having breakfast, he saw over ten bottles of red wine placed at the entrance foyer.

"What are you preparing this for? A gift?" Zheng Ren asked casually.

"Director Pan is getting on in years; if he can avoid hard liquor, he should drink some red wine to soften his blood vessels." Chang Yue said: "I discussed this with Xiao Yi Ren last night."

"Red wine contains a substance called resveratrol, and research shows it can increase the concentration of high-density lipoprotein in the body." Su Yun changed her shoes and entered, saying: "High-density lipoprotein is a beneficial substance that lowers blood lipids, stabilizes plaques, and thus helps prevent coronary heart disease."

"Mm, Su Yun is right." Zheng Ren said: "But there is no definitive evidence showing…"

As he spoke, he saw Xiao Yi Ren walk out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

"There's an actor in Xianggang who's over seventy, drinks red wine daily, and stays in great shape. Sending the director some red wine is a great idea, very thoughtful." Zheng Ren, having no scruples or shame, directly took the opposing side.

"For resveratrol to work in the human body, daily intake must be over two grams—equivalent to a bottle of wine per day." Su Yun disparaged Zheng Ren's fence-sitting, speaking directly with data.

"You can boil the red wine, let the alcohol evaporate, then drink it. Old Zheng of Xianggang still looks like he's in his forties; I heard Wu Hui say he drinks cooled, boiled red wine every night." Zheng Ren said.

"Nonsense." Su Yun scoffed.

"Actually, there is some scientific basis for that." Zheng Ren smiled, glancing at the breakfast—fried eggs, bread, milk—while Chang Yue held a bottle of some probiotic drink.

"Do you want some?"

"No." Zheng Ren and Su Yun said at the same time.

The two locked eyes, and Zheng Ren immediately turned to look at Xiao Yi Ren, smiling faintly, and said nothing more.

Since that day when Xiao Yi Ren chased him to the department, questioning why he performed an internal appendectomy without letting her go on stage, Zheng Ren felt more sure of himself.

Su Yun said disparagingly: "What's good about supplementing probiotics?"

"Isn't it good for the body? You don't know?" Chang Yue glanced at him and asked.

"In 1857, French microbiologist Pasteur studied the souring of milk. He placed fresh milk and sour milk under a microscope and found they both contained the same tiny organisms—lactic acid bacteria—while the sour milk had far more of them than the fresh milk." Su Yun remarked offhand: "This is the earliest source of probiotics."

Zheng Ren just smiled, not intending to follow up on her words.

"In 1908, Russian scientist and Nobel laureate Elie Metchnikoff formally proposed the 'yogurt longevity' theory. By studying Bulgarians' dietary habits, he found that long-lived people had a tradition of regularly drinking fermented milk containing probiotics."

Zheng Ren continued to watch Xiao Yi Ren smile, waiting for the next turn.

"When I was doing experiments, a bored classmate grabbed the probiotic drink you were holding and looked it up. It claimed to have billions upon billions of probiotics, but the actual amount is pitifully low."

Saying this, Su Yun recklessly flashed an evil smile and said: "You know, as time passes, the number of probiotics drops geometrically. It's possible that at the factory they really had billions, but by the time you drink it, there definitely aren't that many."

Chang Yue's sharp gaze pierced through her glasses.

Su Yun, unaware, said proudly: "To be honest, even this amount of probiotics is less than what's found in feces……"

"We're eating!" Chang Yue snapped.

"Speaking the truth, yet you don't want to hear it—I really don't know what you'd like to hear. Can probiotic drinks prolong life? Or does drinking wine soften blood vessels?" Su Yun's voice grew softer as she began to eat.

"I'll send the wine to the director later, then we'll head back if we're free." Zheng Ren said: "Heizi is still at home; don't let him starve."

"Boss, why not buy an automatic feeder? Our schedule really isn't suited for keeping a dog." Su Yun said.

"Can Heizi handle it?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Wow, you have no idea how awesome Heizi is." Su Yun raised her hand and said: "One day I was dissecting a liver at home……"

"You were dissecting a liver at home?"

"Just bored." Su Yun slipped up, then sheepishly said: "Heizi brought me sterile gloves, urged me to hurry up, so I could finish and then cook it for him to eat."

"Good thing Heizi can't open the door." Zheng Ren laughed.

【They said, quickly write a love song, refined and vulgar…】

Zheng Ren picked up the phone.

Before he could speak, he fell silent.

"Alright, I'll head back as soon as possible." Zheng Ren said glumly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zheng Ren put down his phone, the three asked together.

"Heizi opened the door and went out by himself." Zheng Ren said.

"……"

"He didn't eat anything dirty, did he?" Chang Yue asked: "Someone in the neighborhood stuffed anti-tuberculosis medicine into sausages just to poison dogs."

"He didn't run away, did he?" Xie Yiren asked.

Given Heizi's nose and intelligence, he definitely wouldn't eat that stuff; Xie Yiren could be sure of that.

Su Yun guessed something big had happened, and he asked anxiously: "He definitely wouldn't eat it—Heizi's so smart, he wouldn't. What on earth happened?!"

"Heizi buried a little Teddy downstairs alive, then stole a donkey and rode it around for fun. The police caught him, and now Sister Lin has taken him away." Zheng Ren felt extremely upset.

Just as he finished speaking, the phone started beeping.

He opened his phone and saw a string of photos.

First to come into view was a photo of a little Teddy with its head sticking out of the dirt, claws flailing as it tried to climb out, while its lower half remained buried.

"Good grief, is it really buried alive? Was it Heizi who did it?" Su Yun exclaimed in shock.

"Apparently so." Zheng Ren said worriedly.

Heizi is going to become a spirit? This really isn't a good phenomenon.

Before, people thought Heizi was honest and simple-minded, and after retiring he just stayed home honestly to enjoy his old age. Maybe I've been too busy lately and overlooked Heizi's feelings.

"I know this Teddy!" Su Yun took two looks and immediately said.

……

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Note: A broadcaster on Douyin raised three Samoyeds. He plucked the feathers of a park's goose, buried a Teddy alive, and stole someone's donkey.

There are videos~ I watch them every day, and it's also quite enjoyable.