Chapter 2499: 2411 Severe Cold (Alliance Leader Senri_akane Bonus Chapter 3)

"What's that expression?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren's indifferent face, uninterested, and asked disdainfully.

"It's meaningless." Zheng Ren said.

"How can it be meaningless?" Su Yun disagreed with Zheng Ren's view, "The literary prize is typical; reportedly, winners of the literary prize in the past ten years are all within the top twenty of the odds list."

"Because everyone can understand literary works; even if you don't grasp the inner meaning, you can tell something from the sales numbers." Zheng Ren said.

"Sales? You mention sales with Nobel Prize works?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "Just like the Oscars, commercially successful films are naturally looked down upon."

"Indeed." Zheng Ren said without principle, he simply didn't want to comment on such matters.

"Before, apart from the literary prize, other scientific awards didn't have odds; this year is special, perhaps Ladbrokes wants to expand beyond literary and peace prizes."

"The pool isn't big, is it?"

"Not big, total only a few hundred thousand euros, basically in a free-range state. Don't worry, nowadays the spinach companies fight with actuaries—math! math! math is king."

"What's the ranking of our project's odds?" Zheng Ren still didn't want to argue about math's importance, then he asked.

"It's already on the list; looks like someone reacted, Ladbrokes started adjusting the odds." Su Yun said.

"Who would care about such a small amount of money among those who can get the news?" Zheng Ren said contemptuously.

"Yo, boss, you're so generous now." Su Yun said with sarcasm, "Last year at this time, you were still earning 3000 a month in Hai Cheng."

"Times have changed; one must always look forward." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

As for the odds, Zheng Ren had no interest at all. His relationship with the Bruhl Family is good now; he feels he shouldn't worry.

Moreover, he thinks he needs nothing else; fairness is enough.

Clinical techniques have been suppressed for half a century; they should have a rebound at some point.

The only drawback is that the new TIPS surgery hasn't been in clinical use long enough; postoperative effects still need evaluation.

The night is deep; the wind blowing on the face feels somewhat warm.

"When the wind cools, boss, you'll get the Nobel Prize call." Su Yun said with a smile.

Has the wind cooled?

Zheng Ren smiled; in his impression, when the wind cools is one of the peak periods for cerebrovascular disease outbreaks.

"Go back; I don't know if Yi Ren is taking Heizi for a stroll downstairs."

Because he was thinking of Yi Ren and Heizi strolling, Zheng Ren hurried back, but unfortunately they had already returned.

Days passed one by one.

The wind grew hot, then gradually turned cold.

The cerebrovascular disease Zheng Ren imagined hadn't broken out yet; Chang Yue collapsed first.

A severe cold; each day blowing the nose uses a whole pack of tissues.

Regarding this, Zheng Ren also had no good solution; although taking medicine or not makes little difference, it's still better to take some, at least for peace of mind. Just watch the dosage, lest you cause liver failure.

But Chang Yue's condition gradually worsened; when Zheng Ren saw pneumonia appear on her system panel, he directly sent her to the hospital for a lung CT.

Mild inflammation in the lower left lung; the condition is not serious.

Chang Yue also didn't mind; it's just a cold, take medicine if there's inflammation, no need for an IV.

Taking amoxicillin orally, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had another argument over whether to take antiviral drugs.

Finally, Chang Yue found it annoying and drove them both away.

Zheng Ren didn't mind; it's a minor ailment, no need to be too tense.

Fame Under Heaven's fourth stage has entered the outbreak period; Zheng Ren looks at the task bar on the system panel every day, his mood growing ever more pleased.

The generous reward is about to be in hand; Zheng Ren keeps worrying that if he encounters a major surgery requiring the assistant system, he lacks training time— that would be disastrous.

However, with top-tier general surgery skills, few surgeries can stump Zheng Ren anymore.

Such things are merely low-probability events and haven't happened.

Another day passed; in the evening, bringing Heizi for a stroll back, Zheng Ren saw Su Yun lounging lazily on the sofa, lacking fun, and found it amusing.

Since Chang Yue fell ill, evenings they no longer drink together; drinking alone is indeed boring, Su Yun can only hope Chang Yue recovers soon.

"How is Chang Yue?" Zheng Ren asked.

"She said she feels a bit uncomfortable and went to lie down." Su Yun said indifferently.

"Should we disinfect the house? A clean environment helps Chang Yue's recovery." Zheng Ren asked offhand.

"Boss, that's over the top." Su Yun blew a breath disdainfully, black hair fluttering on her forehead, "It's just a cold, not influenza A—why are you making a fuss?"

Indeed, let's leave it at that. Zheng Ren recalled Chang Yue's system panel from dinner; the red had gradually faded, looks like she's getting better.

Although she kept working while sick, chatting with patients stopped. Patients' resistance is too weak; Chang Yue doesn't worry about infecting the robust Su Yun and Zheng Ren, nor much about infecting Xie Yiren, but worries the patients can't withstand it.

Work has been seriously affected; recently two or three patients' families have questioned surgeries at home.

Clinical work is meticulous; it's not just that good surgery makes everything fine. Many doctors have no problem with surgery, yet still aren't well-regarded; some doctors fail at surgery but receive grateful tears from patients' families.

This is skill; this is the value of Chang Yue's daily work.

When obtained, one doesn't know to cherish it; Zheng Ren chuckled, admitting he used to be the same. As for the Medical Group Leader, Team-leading Professor, and even department heads, Chang Yue is the best inpatient doctor, bar none.

Apart from not coloring the Medical Group Leader, what she does is flawless.

"Chang Yue doesn't have a fever, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It seems she doesn't have a fever." Su Yun said, "Just a bit of chest tightness."

Wait, when we saw her system panel downstairs, it clearly showed nothing; how did she start feeling chest tightness after over an hour?

Zheng Ren felt doubtful, but Su Yun watching at home means there definitely won't be a problem.

The TV was playing a web drama; the comedic plot didn't make a few people laugh.

Xie Yiren kept going back to look, two rounds, said Chang Yue was asleep. After a video call with Director Pan, Zheng Ren still felt a bit worried.

"Yi Ren, why don't you go check again?" Zheng Ren said, "Call her up and ask if she feels any discomfort."

"Boss, you're having an OCD flare-up." Su Yun said unhappily.

While speaking, a plop sound came from inside the room, as if someone had fallen onto the floor.

The living room fell silent, and after 1.2 seconds, Su Yun leapt up, strode over the coffee table like clearing a hurdle, and rushed straight in.