Chapter 1940: 1871 Shopping Is All About Using Your Brain

In short, it's good that you have this awareness. Then, let's get back to dealing with the previous problem.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren humbly asked for advice.

"So-called psychology means you need to know what Xiao Yi Ren looks like when she is happy and cheerful."

"I think it's when performing surgery, especially high-difficulty surgery. For example, when doing surgery at King's Hospital, her eyes light up, and I think she's very happy." Zheng Ren said.

"……" Su Yun was really fed up with this guy, "Can't you separate life and work?"

"Sure, go on."

"You need to know what Xiao Yi Ren is thinking when she asks you a question. Is this clothing very satisfactory, slightly dissatisfying, or just randomly trying it on?"

"It's so complicated." Zheng Ren scratched his head.

"The subtlety of application lies in the heart. Anyway, no matter how you say it, at the root it's all about catering to preferences." Su Yun said: "Most of the time, given Xiao Yi Ren's taste, she would definitely think a piece of clothing is okay, but not entirely suitable."

"Remember, what you should say now reflects your level! Be sure to remember, the ugly thing can only be the clothing."

"You must absolutely swallow the derogatory term "not good‑looking" and instead use words like noble, elegant, beautiful to hint at Xiao Yi Ren's beauty."

Zheng Ren was speechless again.

"Speak plainly, look at you on the operating table being more precise than a monkey—how come on something everyone can do you seem like an idiot?" Su Yun frowned and said: "First, analyze whether Xiao Yi Ren completely likes it."

"Normally, this situation wouldn't happen. So you should say, this clothing is not bad, but it doesn't match your noble and elegant temperament; let's look at something else."

"Uh……" Zheng Ren tried to remember this sentence.

"What an awkward sentence—are you sure Xiao Yi Ren will like it?"

Su Yun proudly turned to look at Zheng Ren and asked: "Remembered?"

"Yeah, remembered. What if Xiao Yi Ren likes it?"

"If you like it, just buy it; in Di Du, is there any clothing you can't afford?"

"What if she likes both at the same time—how do we compare them?" Zheng Ren instantly simulated countless scenarios, like simulating surgery while watching a film before an operation.

"You're stupid!" Su Yun said disdainfully: "If such a low‑probability event occurs, just praise them both! Yi Ren, I think they're both great. This left one can complement your graceful and lively demeanor, the right one can display your ancient style and gentle grace; which one do you think is better?"

"Can it be done like that?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

However, I couldn't possibly come up with that many praises; I might just blurt out—"Holy shit, really good‑looking!" If that happened, it would be awkward.

"By the way, toss the question to her and let her make the choice herself."

"It's really hard; looking at patients is comparatively simpler." Zheng Ren answered honestly.

"Just get used to it." Su Yun said: "Wanting to find a girlfriend without wanting to pay the cost—time, money, etc. —how is that possible?"

"I think bringing Xiao Yi Ren to do surgery is also quite good." Zheng Ren spoke frankly.

"You're……" Su Yun concluded.

"Right, I went shopping with Xiao Yi Ren once at a mall, and after less than an hour inside I was exhausted to the point of inability." Zheng Ren said helplessly: "It's more tiring than rushing into the epicenter for earthquake relief."

"It's different; on that route you secrete too much adrenaline and dopamine, causing bodily harm. When shopping with a girlfriend, 95.2% of men feel tired."

"So what do you suggest we do?" Zheng Ren said.

"Let me tell you, there's an exclusive secret here." Su Yun smirked: "You can say, 'Yi Ren, are you tired? After walking so long in high heels, are your feet sore? Sit down and rest, I'll massage your feet for you.'"

Zheng Ren immediately imagined that scene in his mind.

Sit down, take off the high heels, and place Xiao Yi Ren's feet on my lap.

"The key is……the feel!"

"This is feasible!"

"Absolutely feasible!!"

Zheng Ren immediately recalled Su Yun's words just said, feeling his memory had no deviation, then he felt relieved.

"How come you feel weird today?" Su Yun asked: "What were you just thinking about?"

"Remember what you said." Zheng Ren said: "Very seriously."

"In short, remember this: when strolling with Xiao Yi Ren, you use your brain, absolutely not your legs!" Su Yun emphasized finally.

"That's a bunch of nonsense; Zheng Ren automatically blocked it out."

Arriving at the Emergency Department, it wasn't very busy; Zhou Litao was reading in his own duty room.

"Manager Zhou, are you busy?" Su Yun asked with a smile.

"Yun Ge'er? Zheng Lao Ban, you guys okay?" Zhou Litao immediately stood up to greet: "Come on, come in, please sit and talk."

"Have you eaten?"

"I've ordered food, but it hasn't arrived yet." Zhou Litao said.

"Reading? Let me see what book." Su Yun glanced: "Diagnosis and Differential Diagnosis, fourth edition, the one published by People's Medical Publishing House; not bad, quite progressive."

"……" Zhou Litao was astonished.

Su Yun glanced and knew; even stating which edition clearly, could it be that he memorized it?

"That's skill!"

"Study hard; we're waiting to go out for a meal, it's fine, just came to see you." Su Yun said.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Yun Ge'er, I happen to have something to consult you both about." Zhou Litao said: "Not long ago… when I encountered that patient poisoned by wood ear mushrooms, wasn't I supposed to set up a public account?"

"Yeah, did you set it up?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Hmm, I myself summarized some things, but I feel it's not deep yet accessible, not lively enough." Zhou Litao looked somewhat worried.

"Hmm, the readers of the public account have varying levels of education; it's hard to make everyone understand." Zheng Ren said.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Yun Ge'er, if you two encounter interesting medical records, or something like eating wood ear mushrooms soaked for days that's prone to poisoning, please write something down, I……"

"Manager Zhou, do you know how much money a SCI article in The Lancet can sell for?" Su Yun suddenly asked.

"Ten…… no, twenty thousand?" Zhou Litao was a bit doubtful.

"You haven't published anything." Su Yun said: "Straight to the point, as first author, starting at 300,000."

Zhou Litao expressed envy.

However, Willow Leaf Blade and Xin Ying Ge Lan had nothing to do with him. Zhou Litao never thought he could publish an article in such a world‑top journal.

Zheng Renhe and Su Yun saw that Zhou Litao completely missed the meaning of that remark, so they did not spell it out.

"Manager Zhou, I'll get Quan Xiaocao to give you a rundown on this; the recent one about gallstones should do," Zheng Ren said.

"Okay, okay, thank you." Zhou Litao laughed foolishly.

"There's a bit of a commotion outside," Zhou Litao said, listening closely. "Maybe a patient has some trouble; I'll go check. You two sit tight, I'll be right back."