Chapter 1638: with translation of chapter title

After an argument, Wang Lu's eyes were filled with tears as she glared resentfully at Wang Nan.

If looks could kill, Wang Nan would have been dead a thousand eight hundred times.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun watched from the sidelines, but Chang Yue had objections to Wang Nan; she stepped forward, took Wang Lu's hand, and began to comfort her softly.

"Chang Yue too—what's she doing at a time like this?" Su Yun said helplessly.

Such a meddlesome temperament really ought to be corrected.

"Do you think Wang Lu looks a bit strange?" Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Nanyang girls all look like that. Even though they're of Chinese descent, who knows how pure their bloodline is." Su Yun said: "Her dark skin is from tanning. Though her family isn't short of money, their sunscreen should be top‑grade. It doesn't look like she got a fake tan; I'd guess her skin is naturally that color."

"I was talking about the eyes," Zheng Ren said.

"Her eyes are big and beautiful," Su Yun said, recalling how she used to crouch by the curb in college to admire pretty girls, feeling relaxed, almost whistling, "Her eyelids are a bit swollen; she probably didn't sleep well."

Having said that, Su Yun frowned and said, "I hope we haven't lost the private jet this time."

"Who knows?" Zheng Ren said offhandedly, not taking it seriously.

"It's easy to go from frugal to luxurious, hard to go back." Su Yun said: "Since we've chartered a plane for the Zou family, I don't even want to sit in business class anymore."

"That's not good, but if we make a breakthrough in technique, soon you won't need to fly at all. At 912 we can do remote surgery." Zheng Ren laughed.

As he spoke, he suddenly realized—through the screen, Big Pig Trotter won't give a diagnosis!

That incident with Director Pan is a case in point.

We should wean ourselves off Big Pig Trotter as soon as possible, step by step, so we don't end up in an awkward situation when remote consultations become possible later.

While the two were commenting on Wang Lu, the argument on the other side had nearly reached white heat.

Seeing Chang Yue getting angry, Su Yun sighed, was about to leave, but Zheng Ren pulled her behind him.

"Your temper's bad; let me go instead," Zheng Ren said.

"What do you mean my temper's bad? Look at that bastard—he has no manners at all." Su Yun sneered, "I'm just giving him a lesson so he won't suffer bigger losses later. It's a parent's heart, the same as being a doctor."

Zheng Ren ignored him and strode over.

Su Yun nagged, "Heizi just lets you get away with stealing other people's donkeys, and you don't even scold him when he comes back."

"Kids make mistakes because they have too much energy with nowhere to vent." Zheng Ren said: "A few days ago I saw the news about a husky that tore up the house so much the owner couldn't stand it and wanted to give it away. But a husky? Surely no one would adopt it."

"And then?" Su Yun asked.

"Later they sent it to their hometown for the parents to raise. The husky turned into a perfectly obedient pup, behaving perfectly every day."

"Uh… is there really someone who can tame a husky?" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"It's said that the old man gets up at three every morning, takes the husky out for morning exercise. When he returns, the old lady takes the husky out to buy groceries at six. After running around, once they've eaten, the old man again trains the husky." Zheng Ren rarely gossiped like this; he didn't want Su Yun to explode.

Whether or not to see a doctor is one matter, but the task given by Big Pig Trotter is still mouth‑watering.

"Well, many elderly people can do more than their own dogs. But training a husky—this difficulty is hell‑level, right?" Su Yun said.

"In short, the two old folks spend 18 hours a day wrangling the husky, turning all their energy into fatigue. Put it this way: even Zhou Litao, who is the inpatient chief in the Emergency Department, might not be as tired as that husky." Zheng Ren laughed.

Thinking of Zhou Litao, Su Yun gave a hehe laugh.

As they spoke, the two approached Wang Nan and Wang Lu.

Zou Yu let out a breath and quickly introduced: "Xiao Lu, this is Boss Zheng, and this is his assistant Su Yun; you can call her Yun Ge'er."

Hearing Zou Yu say that, Wang Nan's face flickered with a hint of contempt, but it vanished instantly. Yet Su Yun caught that expression and noted it down viciously.

Zheng Ren smiled, reached out and shook Wang Lu's hand.

Her hand was a little damp, not cold, because her emotions were agitated and she trembled slightly.

"Boss Zheng, when do you have time?" Wang Nan asked with a gentle smile, "The plane is ready; the round trip won't take more than twenty hours of your time."

Zheng Ren plainly gave Wang Nan a look without any reservation, then glanced at Wang Lu.

He was silently asking, just who did the Wang family send?

Wang Nan smiled: "Xiao Lu, go back first. I'll forget about that matter; my word is my bond."

"What matter?" Su Yun looked at Chang Yue and asked.

Chang Yue shook her head, indicating she didn't know either.

It must be a secret between cousins; Zheng Ren laughed, seeing that these cousins really have played together since childhood and still have some little secrets.

Is this what sibling fun is like? Wang Nan, this sister‑complex, seems a bit too stereotypical.

When he spoke to Wang Lu, his tone was indulgent and teasing—indeed the way siblings joke with each other.

Wang Lu's eyes were brimming with tears, her face full of anger.

But she said nothing, just remained silent, tears welling up more and more in her eyes. Wang Lu stared wide‑eyed, refusing to let herself cry.

"Go back; the matter of receiving Boss Zheng was assigned to me by the main branch." Wang Nan, confident, said leisurely, "I've watched you grow up since childhood—don't make me embarrass you."

Zheng Ren felt it was more like playing house, not at all like the two branches of a big family smiling to each other's faces while stabbing each other in the back over property.

It seems just a little joke; I'd better keep my mouth shut.

"What's wrong with you!" Chang Yue said unhappily, "Are you a man?"

Wang Nan gave Chang Yue a cold stare, said nothing, and simply ignored her.

After all, we came to fetch Boss Zheng, but the people around him seem not to know the etiquette. When I talk to Wang Lu, even Qin Tang and Zou Yu dare not interrupt—what right does a little doctor have?

Still, I'll let the public reprimand go; otherwise Boss Zheng would lose face.

Wang Nan smiled, looked at Wang Lu, and waited for her to speak.

"You…" Wang Lu lifted her head; because the motion was too violent, tears flew out.

"How can you bully me in front of all these people!"

Sigh, this is just coquettishness, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Gradually, he also grew a bit weary of it.

Su Yun was right—the patient's medical record really does have a problem.

What Zheng Ren is thinking now is to fly directly to a certain small island in Nanyang, personally see the patient, and use the diagnosis given by the Big Pig Trotter's System Panel to confirm his idea.

But this brother and sister are entangled here, unable to clear things up; is this really okay?

"You two, stop talking." Zheng Ren directly interrupted, then looked at Wang Lu and asked: "You're sick, right. Come over, find a quiet place and I'll examine you."