Chapter 1945: with translation of chapter title

When he got home, it was already past seven in the evening.

Chang Yue and Su Yun were watching TV on the sofa, with peanuts and alcohol, but no dishes.

"Yi Ren, you finally came back, we're starving!"

As soon as the two entered, Su Yun loudly complained.

"Let's start cooking." After shopping, Xie Yiren was full of energy, looking even more spirited and lively than Zheng Ren who had taken an energy potion.

Seeing the mountain-like bag Zheng Ren was carrying in his hand, Su Yun smiled happily.

However, seeing Xiao Yi Ren's appearance, their boss must have completed today's task quite well.

Chang Yue felt a bit embarrassed; she couldn't cook, and with Xiao Yi Ren around, she had no inclination to learn.

In the end, it became a situation where everyone at home had to wait for Xie Yiren to return and cook.

"I just talked on the phone with the director; they just got off stage." Seeing Zheng Ren sit down, Su Yun began to chat casually.

"Wait a moment, I need to rest." Zheng Ren flopped onto the sofa listlessly, more exhausted than when he had worn lead clothing and performed surgery for three days and three nights in Pengxi Xiang.

"Don't you feel like we're walking a dog?" Su Yun asked softly.

"No, only someone as dark-hearted as you would think going out with a girlfriend is like walking a dog." Zheng Ren said contemptuously, meanwhile patting Heizi's head.

"Look at your exhausted bear-like appearance; you're just being stubborn." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"It's the mall's air conditioning being too strong, blowing and giving me a headache." Zheng Ren said.

"Don't talk nonsense; you remember the day the air conditioning broke in the operating room?"

"I don't remember; when was that?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.

"So that's just an excuse. I remember that day you almost made Fugui'er collapse from heat, and you felt nothing." Su Yun said: "What did you buy today?"

"Nothing much, the liquor for the director was delivered this morning by Brother Song—four cases, he said two are yours." After lying down, Zheng Ren almost fell into a near-death state.

"And the liquor?"

"I'm too tired; you go get it yourself." Zheng Ren said, "The rest are the off-shoulder, midriff-baring summer clothes I bought for Chu Yanran and Chu Yan zhi."

"Tsk tsk~~~" Su Yun took a sip of wine, not very interested, "The little girl from the Chu family said her elderly grandmother feels a bit unwell, her toes are numb and severely so, and it's spreading."

"Oh, did you get a lumbar spine MRI?" Zheng Ren asked weakly.

"Boss, really? You're just afraid to tell Xiao Yi Ren, so you're acting pitiful in front of me."

"Acting pitiful in front of me gets me nowhere, and I'm not a performative personality; it means nothing to me." Zheng Ren said: "Answer my question—when did it start, and did you get a lumbar MRI?"

"Come on, cheer up, let me show you the MRI images." Su Yun pulled out her phone and immediately laughed: "They're in the group, you can look yourself."

Zheng Ren didn't even want to move his fingers, but upon hearing Su Yun say the MRI images were in the group, he seemed to regain a bit of energy.

"Shopping tired you out."

"Tired, I feel the mall is a strange energy absorber; just standing inside drains all your energy." Zheng Ren said, "The kind you can't stop."

"Hehe, let's look at the images."

"I'm looking." The instant Zheng Ren saw the images, his whole-body fatigue vanished; he sat up from the sofa, left hand holding the phone, right hand gently stroking Heizi's dog head, occasionally zooming in and out on the MRI images.

"It's not a lumbar issue." Zheng Ren said: "Any other medical history?"

"I didn't ask." Su Yun said, "Tomorrow we'll go to Sheng Cheng for surgery, and we can be back in Hai Cheng by tomorrow evening; we'll talk more when we meet. A numb toe isn't a big deal, no need to be so tense."

That's what he said too.

It's nothing serious like peripheral neuritis; it's not severe at all.

Nevertheless, he kept looking at the MRI images, as if viewing them could restore his energy and strength.

This is a strange habit and preference.

"What are you pondering?" Su Yun asked.

"I'm thinking of a joke." Zheng Ren said, "I've never encountered it; I heard it from a senior fellow. He said one day a patient came for a check-up, and his testicles were bruised purple."

"Oh? Haha, maybe his pants were bleeding dye."

"Yeah, that's it." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Boss, this joke is too old! The person who first said it is probably in his seventies now." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"You say, could the mother of the Chu sisters be having foot pain because her shoes are too small, squeezing her feet?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Your thinking is truly ingenious!" Su Yun praised, "If everyone diagnosed like you..."

"I'm returning to basics, considering every possible scenario that could happen or be encountered." Zheng Ren said, "As it stands now, there are only a few possibilities. First, consider lumbar disc herniation causing peripheral sensory nerve issues. But the MRI shows no problem."

"Second, consider peripheral neuritis. This diagnosis is too vague; the most important thing is to rule out diabetic peripheral nerve necrosis." Zheng Ren then began counting possibilities on his fingers.

"Cut it out, you were as exhausted as a dead dog just now, and the moment you talk about the condition you perk right up?" Su Yun said: "Pull yourself together, how are you preparing for tomorrow's surgery?"

"After arriving, I'll assess the situation, check the heart, then decide based on intraoperative imaging whether to place a stent. We can't just go back to do surgery and toss the elderly onto the operating table." Zheng Ren said.

"Hmm, being careful is good." Su Yun said, "Too many things happen to our own people."

"Specifically, we really need to go back and check again. By the way, have the images from Director Sun's side been sent over?"

"We haven't even called, so I don't know what's up with them." Su Yun said, "Director Sun's side always does things strangely. They said please come back to do surgery, but there's been no movement. Even when they have a patient, they first look for Director Pan." Su Yun also disliked Director Sun.

"He's just a bit timid; actually he's a decent person."

"Only you would say that; forget it, I can't be bothered to argue!" Su Yun asked, "What time are we leaving tomorrow?"

"On the weekend, we'll see patients in the morning, then set off directly. We'll come back Sunday afternoon, almost perfect." Zheng Ren laughed, "By the way, I haven't finished what I was saying."

"What wasn't finished?"

"Toe numbness could also be due to arterial thrombosis causing local ischemia. Although rare, it's possible." Zheng Ren brought the topic back.

"I really can't be bothered to talk to you; is your brain only about looking at illness?"

"Eating this bowl of rice, shouldn't I be serious? The foundation of making a living—if I don't look at illness, what else would I do?" Zheng Ren said very seriously.

"Think carefully about how to perform the surgery; that old man falls apart at the slightest touch, so be extremely careful." Su Yun reminded.