Chapter 1816: with translation of chapter title

Red oil boiling, Zheng Ren absentmindedly held a piece of yellow throat and swished it in the pot.

Mosquitoes and such are just joking.

What he most wanted was to try Zeiss's surgical microscope to see how far it could go. Although even if he entered the System Space now and spent some training time, he could also achieve that.

But Zheng Ren was like the stingiest miser, not wanting to waste even a bit of surgical training time.

The System, this Big Pig Trotter, the thrombectomy surgery consumed a large amount of surgical training time, but the system reward obtained in the end was meager.

But this must be spent, it's not a waste.

He also didn't know what the rule was for the Big Pig Trotter's rewards; Zheng Ren, while swishing the yellow throat, thought.

"The yellow throat is old, don't think about things, just eat your meal." Xie Yiren bumped Zheng Ren and said softly.

"Oh oh." Zheng Ren quickly took out the yellow throat, dipped it in chili sauce, and brought it to his mouth.

He didn't even chew, just swallowed it directly.

"Waste." Su Yun said disdainfully: "Yiren, look, this is called chewing on peonies."

Xie Yiren hehe laughed and said: "I'll swish it for you, just eat it well. The yellow throat just now is old, chewing it has no flavor."

"It's fine." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "The yellow throat, that is the artery. The artery belongs to elastic arteries, also called conducting arteries; its structural feature is that it is rich in elastic membrane and elastic fibers."

"Can't you stop talking nonsense and just eat your meal?" Su Yun said.

"I seem full." Zheng Ren said absentmindedly.

"Here, the yellow throat just swished, eat it quickly." Xie Yiren swished a piece of yellow throat, placed it in Zheng Ren's bone dish, and said: "Chew nine times, don't forget to dip in chili sauce!"

She saw Zheng Ren holding the yellow throat about to put it in his mouth, and immediately reminded him.

"Oh oh." Zheng Ren, like a child, dipped it in sauce, placed the yellow throat in his mouth, and chewed vigorously.

After nine chews, he swallowed it.

"Is it tasty?" Xie Yiren's cheeks were flushed, sweat on her nose tip, she was happily eating.

"It's tasty." Zheng Ren said seriously: "The inner membrane has some damage, likely caused when the ingredient was taken. The artery's medial layer is 491 mm thick, with 48 concentric layers of elastic membrane; each layer of elastic membrane is spaced 5–15 mm apart, each elastic membrane layer is 2–3 mm thick, and elastic fibers connect between the elastic membranes."

Su Yun gave him a glare.

Xie Yiren, however, felt nothing, her smile blooming like a flower.

"The swishing is just right, the hot pot base enters the elastic membrane, giving full flavor." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Originally, elastic fibers and collagen fibers are dispersed in the matrix, tasteless. With capsaicin distributed, the slender branching smooth muscle cells, and collagen fibers connecting them to the elastic membrane, the texture is quite good."

"Moreover, chewing nine times is just right." Zheng Ren hehe laughed and added a final sentence.

"Why don't you mention that the chondroitin sulfate inside shows strong basophilia and heterochromasia?" Su Yun said disdainfully.

"What you say is really disgusting, we're eating." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun was about to retort when the Boss brought in several servers, each holding a large plate piled with fruit.

"Yun Ge'er, a few fruit platters, as a token of respect." The Boss, over fifty, slightly plump, smiling, spoke politely.

Especially when addressing Yun Ge'er, there was not the slightest discomfort; it was very familiar, not knowing how many times he had called him before.

Su Yun laughed and said, "Thanks."

The several servers put down the plates, turned and left, but the Boss did not go, his waist bent, his smile somewhat humble.

"Huh? Lao Luan, do you have something?" Su Yun saw the boss's meaning and inquired.

"I have a bit of something, Yun Ge'er, you all eat first, I'm not in a hurry here." Boss Luan said softly.

Even this not being in a hurry, Zheng Ren smiled inside.

Under normal circumstances, the Boss would first send fruit platters, those with good relations would offer a toast, and after the meal, when the ladies eat dessert, it wouldn't be too late to talk about matters.

But Boss Luan just stood there like a post, how could one eat?

However, Zheng Ren didn't mind, but Yi Ren giving him something to swish and eat made Zheng Ren very uncomfortable, feeling as if his hands and feet had atrophied.

"Boss Luan, what's the problem?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss, this person is Luan Yingjie, the boss here. A few years ago, when I was still in graduate school, his spontaneous pneumothorax was a surgery I performed." Su Yun said with a smile, introducing: "Old Luan, this is my boss, Zheng Ren; you can call him Boss Zheng."

"Boss Zheng, I have long admired your name; it's truly like thunder ringing in the ears." Luan Yingjie wore a humble smile, the courtesy of a small businessman, to the bone.

"Hehe, no need to be polite." Zheng Ren casually picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

"It's not politeness." Luan Yingjie said: "I also have a seafood shop; some goods come in from Pengcheng. When purchasing, friends there ask if I know Boss Zheng, and today I happened to run into you."

Zheng Ren couldn't stand their chatter, just like speaking formalities with Director Yan and Vice President Yuan; if he let them continue like this, they wouldn't finish even by tomorrow morning.

"Let's talk about the matter first, no need for politeness." Zheng Ren said somewhat seriously.

"Hmm hmm, Boss Zheng, I also have no choice." Luan Yingjie said: "I didn't mean to disturb your meal, but I couldn't get an appointment with you."

Zheng Ren felt a bit strange; had he become so famous that one still needed to register for his own appointment?

"Boss Zheng, then I won't be polite." Boss Luan bowed repeatedly.

"It's fine, why bother." Zheng Ren felt very uncomfortable because of him.

"My father is 72 this year; recently he contracted a strange illness—he gets dizzy as soon as he eats." Luan Yingjie said worriedly: "Just now a letter came from home saying he fainted after drinking a mouthful of porridge, was sent to the nearby hospital. After resting at the hospital he'd be fine, they said they need to observe him tonight. I'm not anxious, am I…"

He said this while secretly observing Zheng Ren's expression.

On that young face, there was almost no expression, just simple, honest, and unsophisticated.

The people from Pengcheng and Xianggang were talking about this Boss Zheng? He's too young. Never mind, first look at the illness then talk. Whether it works or not, we'll know after seeing.

"Gets dizzy as soon as he eats?" Zheng Ren muttered, stood up, casually touched Xie Yiren's head, walked to the sofa by the corner and sat down, saying: "Do you have the data and medical records? Let me take a look."

"Yes, yes." Luan Yingjie said hurriedly.

He immediately went out, and in the time it took to flash his body, he brought back this folder.

It seems someone at the door was holding these medical records, to avoid wasting time; this person's thinking is still quite meticulous.

"Gets dizzy as soon as he eats? Does he faint directly? How long has this been?" Su Yun walked over holding the bottle of iron-capped Maotai, saying: "Old Luan, sit and speak, don't be so polite. Your old waist, bend a few more minutes and you'll need surgery."