Chapter 2080: 2008 Ataxia (Monthly ticket 64000 bonus ×128)

Zheng Ren refused Lin Yuanzhang's invitation; a few people simply ate a meal, then went home to sleep.

Today's emergency rescue surgery was time‑sensitive; the duration of mechanical tricuspid valve insufficiency could not be long.

In a short time, the adhesions on the pulmonary artery PICC line had to be peeled off; the surgery difficulty was enormous. Under immense pressure, Zheng Ren sped up his hand speed, and after the operation, while receiving the system reward, he felt his interventional skill improve once again.

Already at the peak, could one still make further progress atop a hundred‑foot pole?

What Zheng Ren wondered about was this.

Everyone knew how difficult the surgery would be.

Returning home early, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue watched TV, Su Yun gestured excitedly on the side, while Zheng Ren went to wash up and sleep.

Entering the system space, Zheng Ren did not look at the Little White Fox, but instead raised his head to view the Intervention Skill Tree.

Indeed, as expected, after the peak the interventional surgery skill was still growing.

After confirming this, Zheng Ren let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't know how the system's Big Pig Trotter calculated the skill tree's values, but none of that mattered.

Sitting by the small pond, Zheng Ren watched the Little White Fox, recalling the entire surgical process.

The sense of touch—finally, all memories coalesced into these two words.

Doctor Charles was indeed a master; although he hadn't reached the peak level, he still inferred what the scenery above was like based on his rich clinical and surgical experience.

Just like the later levels of the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" in Jin Yong's novels, which were fabricated and guessed.

Although not accurate, it was not far off.

Zheng Ren's heart was calm, without sorrow or joy, recalling the sensation transmitted through the sterile gloves when he manipulated the guidewire under immense pressure during the surgery.

Meanwhile, the skill tree behind him was growing wildly, restrained.

However, the skill tree had already reached the limit of the system space; upward growth was impossible. Its roots and stems were spreading frenziedly, which Zheng Ren simply couldn't see.

But this was utterly unimportant to Zheng Ren; he cared more about his understanding of the sense of touch.

【They said write quickly……】

The phone rang; Zheng Ren emerged from the mysterious space, feeling slightly regretful.

He seemed to have touched something, but this profoundly mysterious matter could not be quantified; the Big Pig Trotter had no marker for it, and Zheng Ren couldn't put it into words.

Returning to reality, he glanced at his phone—it was a call from Lin JiaoJiao.

So late, is there something urgent?

Zheng Ren's first thought was that Liu Xu zhi's surgery had gone wrong!

Doctors engaged in clinical work never think of things optimistically; being too optimistic would get you nowhere.

He answered the phone.

"Sister Lin, what's wrong?"

"Um… speak slowly, I haven't slept yet, it's fine."

Lin JiaoJiao's voice was choked, like someone who had drunk too much; if spoken a bit slower, one could still hear what she was saying.

Zheng Ren felt puzzled—how could something be wrong? Had she encountered something unhappy and gone out to get drunk?

Even so, she shouldn't be calling himself.

Feeling ill? Probably not.

The last time I saw Lin JiaoJiao, I didn't notice any problems; the system panel was faintly red, her body was in a sub‑healthy state, but otherwise nothing was wrong.

"Wait a moment, or rather start a video call—I'll take a look." Zheng Ren recalled this and said immediately.

He put on his pajamas and walked out of the bedroom.

Even secretly video‑calling in the bedroom at midnight, even if it were a consultation, Zheng Ren would not make such a "mistake."

The instinctive will to survive is just that strong! It has nothing to do with IQ or EQ.

"Insomnia?" Su Yun looked up from downstairs as Zheng Ren came out, chuckling: "Have a drink; it helps you sleep."

While speaking, he poured a little wine into Heizi's bowl.

"Don't give Heizi alcohol; otherwise you'll go steal someone's donkey and get caught by the police—that wouldn't be good."

"What you're saying sounds like it's fine as long as you're not caught." Su Yun seized on a tiny logical flaw and retorted.

Zheng Ren just couldn't be bothered to deal with that guy.

"Zheng Ren, why aren't you sleeping?" Xie Yiren sat cross‑legged on the sofa, smiling as she asked.

"Sister Lin seems to have something going on; she called." Zheng Ren walked downstairs to the living room on the first floor.

"Sister Lin? Is Old Liu's surgery problematic?"

On this point, Su Yun's thinking was exactly the same as Zheng Ren's.

"No, it's Sister Lin herself who has something going on."

Zheng Ren placed his phone on the stand and opened the video call; the other side answered almost instantly, revealing an anxious mood.

Lin JiaoJiao appeared on the screen, looking somewhat frightened. But years of ingrained behavioral conditioning kept her expression from being exaggerated.

"Sister Lin, what's wrong? You… let your assistant speak." Zheng Ren sat on the sofa, looking at the video as he said.

"Boss Zheng, Sister has been feeling fatigued these days, especially tired, saying she suffers from insomnia and vivid dreams, unable to sleep well." Lin JiaoJiao's assistant said: "Today after Doctor Liu's surgery ended and we saw him off, Sister suddenly couldn't speak clearly and had trouble handling objects."

Lin JiaoJiao's little assistant spoke simply, yet it was fairly detailed.

"Sister Lin, extend your right index finger and place it 30 cm in front of you." Zheng Ren said, looking at Lin JiaoJiao on the screen.

Chang Yue turned off the TV and also gathered with Xie Yiren to see what was really going on with Lin JiaoJiao.

This is the simplest finger‑to‑nose test, instructing the patient to externally rotate and straighten the forearm to touch the tip of the nose with the fingertip, first slowly then quickly, first with eyes open then closed, repeating the aforementioned motion.

Lin JiaoJiao followed Zheng Ren's instructions; the eyes‑open finger‑to‑nose test showed abnormality—she exerted great force, her fingers began to tremble, yet she could hardly touch her own nose tip.

Afterwards she tried again with eyes closed; this time it was even more absurd, almost pointing to her ear.

With eyes open there was impairment; with eyes closed, due to the loss of visual compensation, there was a large difference from the eyes‑open state, even making it impossible to find her own nose tip.

The finger-nose test indicates that Lin JiaoJiao at least has sensory ataxia. A problem in the cerebellum, or a problem with the spinal nerve roots, would cause ataxia.

Zheng Ren furrowed his brows in thought.

"Sister Lin, where are you?" Su Yun asked while sitting beside Zheng Ren.

"We're waiting for 120." The assistant said: "The call has been going for several Minute, it should be here soon."

"Boss, go check the emergency?" Su Yun asked.

"Okay."

"Sister Lin, let's leave it at that for now, see you at the Emergency Department." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren closed the video, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It probably isn't trauma, nor a sudden onset of congenital disease; it's a very Strange ataxia." Zheng Ren said.

"Let's go take a look; just a finger-nose test doesn't explain anything." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren nodded.

"Come back early when you're done." Xie Yiren said.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun went upstairs to change clothes; amidst the busyness, Zheng Ren still hadn't forgotten to turn back and leave a smile.