Chapter 1871: 1805 The Little Boy's Tricks and Invincible True Love (Monthly Ticket 20000 Bonus Chapter ×40)

Manager Zhou, your idea is wrong and also extremely dangerous." After entering, Su Yun's voice reached his ears.

Zheng Ren was a bit interested, but his interest in this matter would absolutely not exceed that of a special case.

"Ah? Yun Ge'er, please explain." Zhou Litao asked, putting on a humble, eager-to-learn attitude.

"It's a world that judges by looks." With that sentence, Su Yun made Zheng Ren faintly see a string of critical-hit symbols appear above Zhou Litao's head.

"As long as you're handsome enough, that's enough. If you can chat, that's humorous and charming; if you can't, that's abstinent. High emotional intelligence means mature and steady, a warm-hearted guy; low emotional intelligence means cute and clueless."

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Critical hit — 10086.

"If you're ugly but can chat, that's a simp; if you can't chat, that's late-stage straight-man cancer. High emotional intelligence means slick and worldly, a born rascal; low emotional intelligence means a loser, deserving to be single forever."

Critical hit +1.

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"Your words are too biased." Zheng Ren said.

"What do you know?" Su Yun glanced contemptuously at Zheng Ren, then turned to Zhou Litao and said: "Don't learn from him. If you're sure you saved the whole galaxy in your past life, you can try; otherwise, just honestly follow my method."

"What does Manager Zhou want to do?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"This guy wants to take his girlfriend to a movie and then publicly declare his love." Su Yun wore an expression of pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of ambition.

"Oh?" Lin Ge was somewhat interested in young people's affairs; his own child was probably at the age of coveting others' wives.

The generation gap meant Lin Ge couldn't give him any advice.

Manager Zhou's idea seemed fine, so why did Su Yun look so contemptuous? Could it be that this method doesn't work?

That remark just now also had some sense, but it was too sharp and harsh. Saying that everyone else is ugly except him being handsome is mean-spirited.

Although it's true, you can't say it like that.

Zhou Litao wore a mournful face, feeling as if he couldn't bear to live.

"Publicly declaring love like that isn't right." Zheng Ren said, "Although I don't agree with Su Yun's earlier statement, publicly declaring love while a crowd eggs you on makes the girl extremely embarrassed."

"Well, from what I know, when we were in school, there were 16 boys playing guitar and setting up candles under the girls' dorm... Playing guitar was still okay, but setting up candles was just like mourning at a grave." Su Yun began to expound his theory.

The data were detailed, the logic clear. Zheng Ren felt this guy was approaching it like writing a paper— isn't that just being idle?

What a shame, his head is full of nonsense. With that energy, he could do something useful.

"In short, even a veteran of public declarations of love doesn't have a high success rate." Su Yun said, "If you're rejected in public, I think you'll be left with psychological trauma."

Zhou Litao looked at the ground with a worried, grim face, sighing.

"Don't worry, you're actually quite excellent." Su Yun encouraged him.

"Excellent?" Zhou Litao glanced at Su Yun, then at Zheng Ren, critical hit +100.

"You can't compare yourself to me." Su Yun laughed, "Having passed through a myriad of flowers without a single leaf touching you—that realm is something you'll never reach in a lifetime, and even thinking about it is a mistake."

"……"

Zhou Litao began to regret asking Su Yun.

"Hurry up and say it; after you're done, go check the medical records." Zheng Ren urged.

"Let me put it this way: I've told you about your advantages before." Su Yun said with a smile, "If you want to get married, it still comes down to fate."

"Um, Yun Ge'er, could you explain more clearly?" Zhou Litao asked, feeling down.

"Let me put it this way: you're a doctorate graduate, a medical elite, the future hope of 912. If your luck isn't as bad as Lao He's, you'll definitely be leading a team within ten years. Buying a house and car in Di Du, your life will be moderately well-off."

Thinking about what Su Yun said, Zhou Litao still agreed, and he nodded.

"So what are you worrying about for nothing!" Su Yun's contemptuous gaze, sharp like an awl, fixed on Zhou Litao as he asked: "You need to realize that finding an honest, down-to-earth girl is very important."

"Yun Ge'er..."

"Looks can't put food on the table. Imagine you're exhausted every day, come home with not even a warm meal, still have to cook, wash dishes, tidy up—I think you could only endure that for a year or two."

"That's hell, definitely not the heaven you imagine."

"You should look for someone high in looks, honest and down-to-earth, who goes to work and back, cleans the house and cooks, so you can focus on scaling the heights of medicine." Su Yun said, pulling out his phone, switching to mirror mode: "Come, look at yourself—are you the type who saved the galaxy in a past life?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Ren said, "Just live your life normally; that's enough. Like during surgery, when pressure is high, you overlook many things. So relax, keep it simple—whether it works or not is just fate. You're a future team-leading professor of 912; can't you even find a girlfriend?"

Zhou Litao thought about it and seemed to make sense.

"Loneliness unbearable will lead to serious mistakes." Su Yun urged, "Just be your true self; putting on an act is completely meaningless."

"Um..."

"Su Yun's words are right." Zheng Ren said, "Alright, let's go to the consultation. Manager Zhou, don't rush; you can't rush things—taking it slow is actually faster. Even if this doesn't work out, there'll be another chance."

"Boss, your words are too inauspicious. If you say that out there, you could get beaten to death." Su Yun said disdainfully.

"That's roughly the idea—just lower your expectations." Zheng Ren laughed, "Girlfriend..."

"Forget it, just don't show off." Su Yun stood up and said, "Never publicly declare love; I especially hate that."

"Oh." Zhou Litao felt a bit disappointed, but still nodded seriously.

"We're leaving." Su Yun laughed.

"What medical records?" Zhou Litao asked, dazed, at the end.

"More than thirty years after sex-reassignment surgery, cerebral infarction, blood clots." Su Yun said offhandedly.

"Um……" Zhou Litao watched the three figures depart, feeling he needed to rest properly.

Looking for a girlfriend is one thing; cases after sex-reassignment surgery seem harder to come by.

"Sigh... Inpatient Chief, when will there be some progress..."

Walking out of the emergency department, Zheng Ren asked, "After sex-reassignment surgery?"

Yeah, look, they're the real love. Zhou Litao's kind is just a little boy's trick.

Zheng Ren was speechless.

An ancient mysterious family, a sex reassignment surgery from thirty-something years ago, this kind of twisting, bizarre story could fill a book.

"The patient underwent a sex reassignment surgery thirty-five years ago and has been taking estrogen ever since." Su Yun simply said: "There are many more medical histories in between; recently, muscle weakness has appeared."