Chapter 1943: with translation of chapter title
Boss, your hands are fast. Su Yun said with a smile.
No way, he's too timid, terribly scared. Zheng Ren said, "Actually the outpatient... forget it, we're not ophthalmology people."
Did the contact lens really fall onto the eyelid?
Yeah, you can see one still with a bit sticking out. You say after so many years, he really can endure. Zheng Ren laughed.
So many contact lenses? Su Yun felt a bit emotional, but he had no interest in ophthalmology matters, just taking it as gossip.
After saying that, Su Yun took out his phone and started fiddling with it while walking.
What are you doing?
Tell Zhou Litao that if we send them to ophthalmology and the patient agrees to surgery, have him follow up afterward. Su Yun said.
Manager Zhou... well, he's indeed willing to do that. Zheng Ren recalled the pile of rectal foreign objects Zhou Litao had kept.
Would he also be full of love for the contact lens taken out of the eye?
Who knows.
However, Zheng Ren's train of thought was quickly interrupted by Su Yun.
Boss, I really understand you. Su Yun said.
Huh? How? Zheng Ren didn't react at once.
Guys, it's not that they don't like shopping, they just don't like shopping on that damn kind of street.
As soon as Zheng Ren heard Su Yun talking about shopping, his mood soured instantly, and he glared at Su Yun fiercely.
You'll feel lost, thinking life is being wasted meaninglessly. Su Yun knew Zheng Ren wasn't happy, but he seemed to have a nasty taste and liked seeing Zheng Ren's embarrassed expression.
Now wanting to see him embarrassed seems increasingly difficult.
The last time was still in the Emergency Department, bowing to Director Cheng. But afterward it proved the boss was right—Director Cheng almost lost face.
Zheng Ren thought, Su Yun's words had some truth. If it weren't for Xiao Yi Ren wanting to go shopping, he'd rather go to the System Library to read something to kill time.
Next is fatigue, that kind of fatigue from spirit to body. Su Yun said: "If you drag her to play games, she'll chatter on and on. What age are you still playing games?"
But if you go shopping, saying one thing wrong will earn you a torrent of chatter.
Huh? Quite the life—how many girlfriends have said that to you? Zheng Ren asked.
For ordinary people, a girlfriend is counted by number, but I, young master, have wandered among myriad flowers without a leaf sticking to me. Which number? Who are you scolding? Su Yun said disdainfully.
Well, translating to plain speech gives scumbag, a pretty standard kind, even ISO9002 certified.
My understanding differs from yours; even if I'm a scumbag, I'm a rare kind. Su Yun said, "As long as it's rare, it's precious. Besides, I'm this good-looking, boss—be honest, you're jealous, aren't you?"
Zheng Ren felt Su Yun's shamelessness was... forget it, can't be bothered to say. He can even say things like "reduce the sauce over high fire"—what can't he do?
The two came to the basement, got in the car, and Zheng Ren asked: "Where to eat lunch?"
It's a barbecue place recommended by Zhang Weiyu of Maoyangdian; I think it's a branch of his. Small, shabby, but the food is fresh. Xie Yiren said with a smile.
Whenever food is mentioned, Xie Yiren's eyes light up with joy.
Zhang Weiyu, I haven't been to that Maoyangdian in ages, and now isn't a good time to eat mutton.
Come autumn and winter, mutton is at its fattest.
At that time, the Nobel Prize... Zheng Ren thought, then suddenly froze.
Since returning from the mission, I seem to have been thinking about the Nobel Prize a lot. Could it be that someone is pushing me to give up, thereby sparking a rebellious mindset?
At this age, still rebelling. It's just that those people are really annoying.
Zheng Ren smiled and tossed the matter to the back of his mind.
Xie Yiren drove skillfully to the mouth of a narrow alley, found a spot to park, and led Zheng Ren inside.
"You two are here." The boss here greeted them familiarly.
"Today we have a lot of people eating; boss, any good recommendations?" Xie Yiren asked.
"I've saved the fresh meat for you; this small shop only has this signature dish, nothing else to recommend."
"Okay, give us four catties of meat, plus some side dishes." Xie Yiren said.
"Just a moment, I'll get you the menu."
"No need, just remember what I say." Xie Yiren said, "Golden needle..."
She ordered four or five side dishes in a row before stopping.
Zheng Ren thought four catties of meat was a lot—one catty each? With all those side dishes, could they finish it?
Speaking of ketogenic diet, Zheng Ren could talk about it authoritatively, but seeing Chang Yue eat meat like swallowing medicine gave him a feel.
Anything eaten too much gets greasy; I guess at this moment Chang Yue thinks only carbs are eternal love.
Su Yun, on the other hand, was happy—since it was noon and he didn't know if there'd be anything in the afternoon, he just ordered two bottles of beer.
Chang Yue doesn't drink; a bottle of beer contains various high-calorie substances that would make all his recent sins for nothing.
After a few bites, Zheng Ren saw Chang Yue pull out a thermos. Su Yun laughed and said, "How old are you, already putting goji berries in a thermos?"
"Measured." Chang Yue said after swallowing the beef in his mouth.
"Measured? How do you measure?"
"Can't drink more than 500ml of water a day." Xie Yiren said, "It's part of the diet."
"Holy shit, are you slowly committing suicide?" Su Yun exclaimed.
"What's wrong?"
"The ketogenic diet itself carries risks." Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun was a bit anxious and added directly: "In 2018, *U. S. News & World Report* evaluated 40 diet patterns overall, with criteria including short-term weight loss effectiveness, long-term weight loss effectiveness, diabetes prevention or maintenance effectiveness, cardiovascular disease prevention effectiveness, but it's prone to hypoglycemia and other complications."
"It's not that sinister what you say."
"Not drinking water, you're really..." Su Yun was speechless, looking at Chang Yue.
How could someone so meticulous act like an idiot when it comes to losing weight?
"Then what do you say we do?" Chang Yue was also very troubled.
"Eat less, exercise more." Su Yun said: "Forget it, if it really doesn't work, let's just do Shou Bing."
"I don't recommend it." Zheng Ren said: "Whether it's a ketogenic diet or gastric fundus, gastric left Artery embolization, the original purpose was not for weight loss. Now drug weight loss, and even whatever Chinese medicine cupping weight loss, are all nonsense."
"Is there a good method?"
"No, anyway up to now there hasn't been a completely effective way to achieve safe weight loss. We can only move more, but if we move too much, by the time we're in our fifties or sixties we'll have to replace knee joints……"
Zheng Ren has always spoken like this; not being beaten to death is already a great fortune.
End of Chapter
