Chapter 2395: 2313 Why Bother Coming?

Zheng Ren looked at a table full of fish, feeling somewhat helpless.

However, the grilled golden hook shrimp were indeed good; Yi Ren liked them, and that was truly good.

Zhang Weiyu also felt a bit embarrassed because of the General Surgery Department matter, after all he had sought Zheng Lao Ban to perform the surgery. His hometown was far away, with no direct flight, unnecessarily taking up much of Zheng Lao Ban's time.

After a tiring journey, in the end a patient was snatched away by someone else. The staff of Xinglin Yuan ran back and forth, all to no avail.

What a completely unrelated mess.

He talked especially much, trying to hide his embarrassment. But seeing Zheng Lao Ban seemingly not minding, Zhang Weiyu didn't know whether Zheng Lao Ban was deeply reserved and unfathomable, or simply didn't care.

Although Zheng Lao Ban didn't mind, Zhang Weiyu still carefully fawned over him, fearing to offend this great boss with limitless prospects over such a trivial matter.

In his assessment, Zheng Lao Ban would surely become an academician sooner or later; as for whether he would be a double-academy academician, Zhang Weiyu hadn't considered it.

After eating for two hours, when Xie Yiren put down her chopsticks, Zhang Weiyu chatted a few more words, preparing to go with Zheng Lao Ban to the high-speed rail station.

"Zheng Lao Ban, when watching the live broadcast I felt there was a gap, but seeing you perform surgery up close, I feel no gap." Director Xu kept repeating this sentence, not getting tired of it; this was the sixth or seventh time he had said it today.

His feeling of no gap wasn't because he thought Zheng Lao Ban's surgery was bad, but because it was too good; at his level he couldn't even point out where the difference lay.

After watching several surgeries, Director Xu was utterly convinced of Zheng Lao Ban.

Zheng Ren smiled, stood up, and took Xie Yiren's hand.

"I'll never catch up in a lifetime; I'm just wondering when I could manage a single puncture… no, two or three successful attempts would do, just get the TIPS Surgery done."

"Your level isn't bad either; not many people can complete the TIPS Surgery smoothly." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"I used to think that way, but after seeing your surgery, those thoughts are gone." Director Xu sighed, then looked earnestly at Zheng Ren and said, "Zheng Lao Ban, we agreed that in a couple of days I'll contact Professor Su about further study."

"Hmm, as long as you have time on your end, that's fine." Zheng Ren said indifferently.

"Director Xu, haven't you said that already? Why do you need to confirm again?" Su Yun asked with a chuckle.

"I heard that Lanke is sending a bunch of foreign professors to your side for training, each charging nearly 1 million Ou." Director Xu said, "I…… can't come up with that money."

"Domestically it's free; just go when you have time." Zheng Ren said while pulling Xie Yiren's hand toward the exit.

Zhang Weiyu quickly came to the door and opened it.

As the door opened, a figure appeared at the doorway, raising his hand as if about to knock.

Zheng Ren only saw a mosaic crowd standing at the doorway, while Su Yun unhappily said, "Are you the family of Wang Zhongyu? Haven't you finished? Weren't you supposed to transfer the money to Director Li after going back? This is you coming to demand payment."

Su Yun's tone was very bad, full of impatience.

The patient's eldest son, hearing Su Yun say that, had his nose and eyes scrunched up together, like a bitter melon.

"Professor Su, no, no."

"What no, yours isn't mine isn't." Su Yun frowned, took out her phone, and said, "Scan a code, and the money will be transferred to you. Even then you'd be short a few melons and dates, Manager Zhang—how can you people here be like this?"

Su Yun was feeling upset, her energy shifted instantly, and she launched a barrage of complaints.

Zhang Weiyu frowned, looked unhappily at the patient's family and asked, "What's up?"

"Um… um…" the patient's son felt anxious inside, but his face showed no light; he hesitated and stammered a bit.

"What's with this um-um." Su Yun didn't let him speak, directly throwing back the four words he had just uttered.

"Don't rush, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked gently.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Professor Su, the surgery can't be done; Director Li stepped down and told me that's what he said." As he spoke, the patient's eldest son was almost crying.

But that's how things are; no matter how hard to bring up, once a breach is opened, the rest follows naturally.

"We were wrong, we were wrong, Zheng Lao Ban, please be magnanimous." The patient's eldest son kept doing Jiu Gong; he was over fifty, but his waist was still nimble.

"Director Li said, if you had already left, we would prepare to close the abdomen; the surgery couldn't be done."

"How did you find him?" Su Yun's focus each time is like that of a nitpicker; the ETC pole becomes refined, her questions are pointed, catching people off guard.

"Director Li told me." The patient's son replied instinctively.

Zheng Ren looked at his hair, which had been flecked with white yesterday but now seemed completely white, sighed slightly, and asked, "Can the plane ticket be rescheduled?"

"Zheng Lao Ban, thank you, thank you." The patient's son heard a glimmer of hope from Zheng Ren's words and repeatedly said, "If I can't reschedule, I'll buy you a business-class seat on the next flight; please rest assured."

"He's really easy to talk to." Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren with disdain.

"Let's go; saying all this is useless." Zheng Ren smiled, "The Shou Bing box still needs disinfection, another half hour."

Su Yun knew her boss's style; upon seeing the patient's family appear at the doorway, she had already anticipated everything that would follow.

However, not venting his feelings, he felt suffocated. He glanced at the patient's family still constantly doing Jiu Gong, and his spirits waned a bit.

His vertebrae faintly emitted a creak-creak sound; really, any inattention could cause them to snap.

"Let's go." Su Yun said.

Zhang Weiyu laughed helplessly; why go through all this again?

Driving Zheng Lao Ban to Zhongxin Yiyuan Hospital, Zheng Ren handed the Shou Bing box to Director Xu, urging him to send it for disinfection as soon as possible.

Going upstairs, changing clothes, Lao He chuckled and said, "I looked at that film; not many people nationwide can pull off this surgery well. I don't know who has such confidence to dare to snatch such a difficult Shou Bing."

"There are plenty of people lacking self-awareness." Su Yun said, "It's not just jealousy; if one could win a Nobel Prize, there'd be plenty to brag about later. Some rely on ability to rise, others on stepping on others to rise. Don't even think—even if the surgery were done…"

"Forget it, it's not as serious as you think." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"You're just pretending to be a good person; didn't you see I didn't dare drink alcohol at noon?" Su Yun said with disdain, "Lao He's too conservative; for this Shou Bing, nationwide no more than five people can pull it off."

Zheng Ren didn't think so; the Shou Bing is indeed difficult, but at his peak level it's still manageable. Even at a master's level, he should be able to barely manage it.

"In this Gengyishi, there are two." Su Yun immediately said.