Chapter 194

Zheng Ren was examining the WeChat chat group chat records line by line when a ding-dong knocking sound rang out.

The Zhibanshi's door opened afterwards, and a person said: "Doctor Zheng is in the Zhibanshi on an IV drip."

Because the Zhibanshi's main door was blocked by a cabinet, Su Yun didn't see who it was. He glanced at Zheng Ren, who was intently looking at the chat records, as if he hadn't heard the knocking.

A thin, small figure appeared, followed by two criminal police.

Su Yun first froze a moment, then realized that given such a big incident, they must have come to inquire about the situation and record a statement.

He quickly kicked Zheng Ren with his foot, feeling that this guy was possessed.

"Doctor Zheng, hello." The thin small person, wearing plain clothes, stood solemnly and seriously three steps behind Zheng Ren, speaking loudly.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was brought back, turned and looked.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the chief of thoracic surgery, Bao Yunming." Saying this, he bowed deeply to Zheng Ren, "Thank you for your help; on behalf of all thoracic surgery staff, I express my deepest gratitude to you."

Zheng Ren hurriedly stood up, at a loss for what to say, yet couldn't utter a word.

"Please sit, to avoid delaying your treatment, I brought the criminal police comrades here to inquire about the situation then." Director Bao said politely to Zheng Ren.

The two criminal police were also polite, first shaking hands with Zheng Ren, then inquiring about the situation of Zheng Ren and Su Yun at that time.

The process was very simple: record, press handprint; when the criminal police left, Zheng Ren solemnly gave a salute, then left silently.

Director Bao wanted to arrange a single room for Zheng Ren to recuperate, but Zheng Ren refused.

What a joke, it's just a superficial wound, is it needed? They were just being polite; I can't take it seriously.

"Doctor Zheng, rest well, if you need anything just say." Director Bao left these words as he was leaving.

In Hai Cheng, I had also once encountered a police interrogation record; fortunately, Director Pan was in charge then. This time is the same, with Director Bao beside.

Zheng Ren really isn't good at this kind of social interaction; after politely saying goodbye to Director Bao, he continued the IV drip.

After a long time, Su Yun slowly said: "Anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence would have taken the opportunity to solidify this gratitude, you..."

In the endless blank space afterward, Zheng Ren imagined all kinds of mockery and ridicule.

But there's nothing to be done; in social situations, I really don't know what to say.

Zheng Ren smiled, seeing that the IV drip was about to finish, he had Su Yun go find a nurse to remove the IV.

"Twice a day, don't forget in the evening." The little nurse advised.

"Um..." Zheng Ren hesitated a moment.

"You're on the path to self-destruction, going further and further, I can barely keep up." Su Yun slowly said: "Localized infection, fever. Infection tissue spreads, involving the pleural apex, then widespread lung infection, lung abscess, empyema. The pericardium is affected..."

"Stop!" Zheng Ren hastily stopped Su Yun's words, wry smile: "Can't I just get an IV in the evening?"

"If you want to court self-destruction, no one can stop you."

"..." Zheng Ren muttered to himself, it's just a superficial wound, saying it as if not getting an IV would mean death.

The clothes were already ruined; Su Yun lent Zheng Ren a White Coat to throw on. After a while, going back to change into a sweater or something would barely suffice.

Leaving the thoracic surgery department's main door, Zheng Ren saw Feng Xu Hui running over in a panic.

"Manager Feng, what are you up to?" Zheng Ren asked, somewhat surprised.

"..." Feng Xu Hui gasped a few rough breaths, caught his breath, then self-reproachfully said: "Chief Zheng, sorry, sorry. I should have gone with you to the clinic this morning; who would have thought such a big thing would happen."

"Oh." Zheng Ren hadn't expected it was because of this; he smiled and said: "It's not your fault."

"Your matter is my matter." Feng Xu Hui felt extremely remorseful.

Early in the morning, after settling breakfast for Zheng Ren and Su Yun, Feng Xu Hui also sent the two to the outpatient clinic, then bade farewell and left.

But unexpectedly, within an hour or two, the friends' circle erupted.

Such a big incident, like a virus spreading, went viral in the friends' circle and Weibo.

Feng Xu Hui also only began to inquire after seeing it. What he didn't expect was that this incident actually involved Zheng Ren!

Not knowing how Chief Zheng was injured, Feng Xu Hui tentatively sent Zheng Ren a WeChat message, but got no reply.

This scared Feng Xu Hui silly.

How would he know, Zheng Ren was so exhausted he didn't even hear the phone's notification; the phone was only opened once by the little nurse, and Zheng Ren didn't look at it. Later when opened, Zheng Ren only looked at the group chat records, never opening Feng Xu Hui's interface.

Either Chief Zheng had a major incident, and this research project would come to a temporary end...

Or Chief Zheng would take his anger out on himself, himself...

Feng Xu Hui hurriedly inquired through various familiar or unfamiliar connections, after many twists and turns, finally learned that Zheng Ren was getting an IV in thoracic surgery.

He ran all the way, fortunately blocking Zheng Ren at the entrance.

Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't mind, he finally felt somewhat relieved.

He must not make a mistake again; Feng Xu Hui kept admonishing himself in his heart.

"Chief Zheng, where are you headed?" Feng Xu Hui asked.

"Go back to rest." Su Yun said.

"Go to a meeting." Zheng Ren said.

The two said it at the same time, then glanced at each other.

"Still courting self-destruction?" Su Yun said coldly.

"Since we've come, the meeting must still be held." Zheng Ren said.

Tch.

Feng Xu Hui froze, wondering what to do; as a newcomer to the workplace, how to resolve the Disagreement between Zheng Ren and Su Yun before him was harder than climbing to heaven.

"Don't worry, it's just a superficial wound; surely I won't do nothing at all." Zheng Ren patted Su Yun's shoulder, indicating he was fine.

He lowered his head, looking like he truly didn't want to deal with Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren also didn't mind; Su Yun not speaking to him was best. Otherwise, that sharp-tongued, effeminate man wouldn't know how to attack him.

All the way there, Su Yun wore a gloomy face, enduring and enduring, finally couldn't hold back, saying: "Boss Zheng, don't you want to make a call to report safety to your family?"

"Huh?" Zheng Ren froze.

Reporting safety—this kind of thing… for an orphan, it's too unfamiliar.

In a flash of thought, Zheng Ren knew he was wrong.

He took out his phone; Zheng Ren first reported safety in a small group chat of a few people—safe and sound, don't worry. Then, seeing Director Pan's WeChat had a message, he opened it and immediately called Director Pan back.

He told Director Pan that everything was fine, just a minor external injury, already dealt with. Director Pan repeatedly urged, if Uncomfortable, hurry back; outside, no matter what, it's not as good as home.

Zheng Ren felt warm inside.

After hanging up Director Pan's phone, Zheng Ren hesitated for a few seconds, holding his phone in a daze.

"Always have to call, I really don't know what you're hesitating about." Su Yun seemed like a roundworm in Zheng Ren's stomach, knowing what he was hesitating about.

Indeed, Zheng Ren immediately felt relieved.

He dialed the number, and the ringtone sounded.