Chapter 2312: 2233 Luo's Visit

"Boss, don't you think you're getting more effeminate?" Su Yun waited half a day, Zheng Ren still hadn't come out, so she blurted outside.

"I don't."

"Men rarely shower for more than five minutes. How long have you been washing? Were you too tense during the surgery, shaking uncontrollably, licking your wound in some empty spot?"

"No."

Zheng Ren's voice came out mixed with the sound of the shower.

Soon, he dried off, changed clothes, and walked out.

"Ke Li is still waiting for us, let's take a look." Su Yun glanced up and down twice, saying with a chuckle.

"Hmm, thanks for the new consumables from Lanke."

"Hey, don't you think Lanke has something else going on?" Su Yun asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Su Yun, you said the patient would be able to get out of bed tomorrow as imagined after the surgery, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Definitely!" Su Yun's face glowed with light as she said firmly, "The surgery's already come this far; we even did a similar test with animal hearts beforehand. I really don't know what you're worried about."

"The patient became agitated after waking from general anesthesia." Zheng Ren said.

"With tubes inserted, who could be comfortable?" Su Yun didn't think Zheng Ren's worry was a problem; it was just the boss's obsessive-compulsive acting up.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren nodded, changed clothes, and walked out with Su Yun. Post-op agitation is normal; Zheng Ren also felt he might be overthinking.

Outside the changing room, many people stood, including Vice President Yuan in the crowd, chatting and laughing with the president of Lanke's headquarters.

Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian Bruck stood behind the crowd, wearing a sunshade to block the sunlight and the envious gazes of others.

Aloof and arrogant, like the eternal snow of the Alps, exuding a chill.

When Zheng Ren walked out, Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian melted.

He opened his arms enthusiastically, his pale, slightly deformed hands exposed, striding toward Zheng Ren.

"Zheng! Great to see you again." Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian Bruck said in Dutch.

"Me too, it seems it's been a while since we last met." Zheng Ren smiled, exchanged a greeting in the Rotterdam style, and hugged Ke Li.

He seemed to have no body heat, like a block of ice. Zheng Ren wondered if he would bite his neck and cause an initial embrace or something.

Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian Bruck saw Zheng Ren's posture was a bit odd, but he didn't mind and said elegantly, "Zheng, based on your contributions to the family, Lord Luo wishes to see you."

Lord Luo wanted to meet him, but Zheng Ren didn't want to see him.

Although he was full of yang energy and could repel a hundred evils, just thinking of that old vampire... old man sitting in a wheelchair in the Alps made Zheng Ren feel like he'd fallen into an ice cellar.

That person's aura carried a yin-cold attribute; even Zheng Ren didn't want too much contact.

Moreover, at the end, the castle's intangible battlements' edges and countless black bats were crushed like rain by an invisible giant hand, letting Zheng Ren know that old Lord Luo wanting to kill him would be easy.

Not to mention bringing Fan Tian Shui; even if we brought everyone from his squad at its peak, we probably couldn't match old Lord Luo head-on.

"Sorry, you know I'm busy working on the Nobel Prize project." Zheng Ren scrambled for an excuse.

"Oh, no!" Ke Li made an exaggerated gesture to express his surprise.

He could hardly imagine anyone refusing Lord Luo's invitation.

"Although I know the chances are slim, one must still try." Zheng Ren smiled and calmly refused Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian Bruck's invitation.

"Zheng, you're simply..."

"Going abroad would waste a lot of time; I really don't have much time to spare." Zheng Ren continued to firmly refuse.

Vice President Yuan and the Lanke president chatted, catching sight of the big figure hugging Zheng Ren in their peripheral vision, making exaggerated gestures to convey some strong message via body language.

Has this little guy Zheng Ren really come this far? Vice President Yuan also felt a bit dazed.

The hospital has given Zheng Lao Ban too much support, resources skewed to a certain extent. Originally Vice President Yuan thought these were just favors, but this time Zheng Lao Ban shouldn't be casually poached by anyone.

But he never expected reality would once again tell him the truth.

The Lanke corporation president is someone who can enter the White House. Vice President Yuan knew receiving him would be slightly improper etiquette, but since Director Yan wasn't home, he had to handle it himself.

Vice President Yuan had long noticed that big figure standing behind; the Lanke president had no standing before him, like a servant or subordinate.

Yet that big figure's attitude toward Zheng Lao Ban was enthusiastic beyond Vice President Yuan's imagination.

This kid... Vice President Yuan sighed, thinking he'd given strong support, but didn't expect the other party didn't need it at all. When did he make connections with these big shots?

Vice President Yuan felt somewhat lost.

"Zheng, I have good news for you." Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian Bruck smiled, feigned mystery, leaned close to Zheng Ren's ear, and whispered softly, "Lord Luo seems to know you'll refuse the invitation; he came with me."

"……"

Zheng Ren started cursing inwardly, that crippled vampire Luo had come all the way domestically without fear of sunlight just to mess around!

"Zheng, Lord Luo wants to express gratitude for your decisive diagnosis of lead poisoning last time."

"Oh, no need, that's what a doctor should do." Zheng Ren sighed.

"Lord Luo still has some requests, and he's bringing you good news." Ke Li said with a smile.

"……" Zheng Ren knew he couldn't refuse.

Lord Luo has already flown domestically; if I refused, they could demand a meeting through organizational procedures.

Just thinking about that made Zheng Ren feel a bit absurd.

The patriarch of an ancient European family would go through organizational procedures...

"Where is Mr. Luo?" Zheng Ren asked.

"At the hotel."

"Don't rush, the gifts Lord Luo brought aren't just these." Ke Li smiled, then made a mysterious yet friendly expression: "A new breakthrough in materials science, something many people want."

"Uh..." Zheng Ren had a bad feeling.

Domestic technology has no breakthrough except in materials science. For example, the thread used in today's surgery is just a trivial example.

Where there is a gift, there must be an ulterior motive.

Lord Luo brought gifts; the matter at hand must be significant. Zheng Ren wondered, I'm just a doctor; even if I won the Nobel Prize, I'm merely a Nobel laureate doctor—why would Lord Luo trot all the way to the capital to find me, what does he want?