Chapter 2569: and translation of title line [1] (the title)

2575.2476 Tonic Water pot

Su Yun walked home doubtfully, Chang Yue asked: "You still haven't figured it out?"

"It's not appendicitis, how could it be that easy to figure out." Su Yun said impatiently: "If seeing a doctor were that simple, why would we need hospitals?"

"Tch, just say your level is low. I usually see Chief Zheng's patients, it's really simple—basically just look over the films. For really serious cases, just looking at the patient is enough."

"He's not human, how can you compare to him? Look, even people like him have collapsed."

"Really strange, I always feel I was overexcited yesterday." Chang Yue said, "Chief Zheng looks silent, but he actually cares a lot about the Nobel Prize."

"You figured it out again?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"That Zhao Wenhua guy—who wouldn't want to crush him? Chief Zheng didn't do that, but instead accepted his defection. If it weren't for the Nobel Prize, could he have done that?"

"That's just for show; people like him are fine, it makes him look magnanimous."

"Nobody's watching anyway."

The boss is arrogant and overbearing outside; after Shou Bing, the hospital leadership invites him to dinner to build connections, but he doesn't go. Su Yun said, "Who knows what trouble will arise. That guy just puts on the act of being a Shou Bing dog who only does Shou Bing, low emotional intelligence—don't blame anyone."

He originally had low emotional intelligence. Chang Yue said.

He's just too lazy to think about all that messy stuff. People, in a lifetime, being good at one or two things is enough; wanting everything ends up with nothing.

That's really well said.

Haven't you noticed his luck is skyrocketing? Su Yun said, "Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the Nobel Prize. I previously thought the possibility was almost zero; that bunch of old fogeys cling to so-called tradition, and behind them there are dark forces. I never expected the Boss to go on a mission, spout off some lead poisoning nonsense, and pull in the Bruhl Family's power." Su Yun recalled the fragments of memory from that mission to the Alps, and even now it still feels unbelievable.

With this luck, even an idiot could win the Nobel Prize. He added.

Yeah, someone like you who plays on the phone all day could also get a Nobel Prize, although third place. I think your luck isn't bad either, pretty stupid. Chang Yue adjusted his glasses and said.

Can't we speak properly when we're on good terms? Tell me, how much work have I done for this lousy project?

What you said, the main work was that mission outing, where Chief Zheng spouted nonsense and diagnosed lead poisoning. Chang Yue retorted.

I can't make sense talking with you, I'm just curious—do you usually communicate with patients' families like this?

Patients' families are much easier to communicate with than you—just need to show a smile. Look at you, when have you ever spoken properly?

The two of them talked while heading home.

Yi Ren called, saying Chief Zheng was sweating, soaked through, and needed clothes brought over. Chang Yue said.

No rush, I'll calm down and think about it. Su Yun stood at the doorway, eyes on the still-uncleared table, hand unconsciously rubbing Heizi.

Last night we drank quite a bit; the appetizers on the coffee table haven't been cleared.

What did we buy yesterday? Let's check. Su Yun frowned and said.

Hanging oven peanuts, thirty skewers of kidney, thirty tendons, thirty beef skewers, thirty lamb skewers... Chang Yue began to recite; yesterday the two of them brought back a heap of stuff, wanting to remember each item, which is really hard.

At the end, Chang Yue walked to the coffee table and checked them off one by one.

Nothing special, just the usual food. Chang Yue said, "Yesterday you wanted hairy eggs, but I didn't agree."

Pack up the rest.

You want to take it for testing?

Yeah, who knows if it's the ingredients. Although the chance is small, but... Speaking, Su Yun paused, staring blankly at the coffee table.

What's wrong with you?

Don't speak, I just thought of something and you interrupted me. Su Yun frowned.

Can't you have some sense? If you can't remember, you just can't remember—no need to blame others. Chang Yue said contemptuously, "Your habit of pretending to be hit is especially bad."

I...

What 'you' you!

Chang Yue said, starting to tidy the coffee table, arranging the things on it.

Su Yun just stared blankly; he seemed to have thought of something, but upon closer look felt there was nothing. That elusive notion kept swirling in his mind; he didn't dare move, afraid that moving would scare it away.

But just standing there like that was useless; if he couldn't remember, he still couldn't remember.

Su Yun watched Chang Yue gather up the remaining meat skewers, also picking up the tags. The tags still had some food residue; if sent for testing, they might reveal something.

When Chang Yue started clearing the glasses, Su Yun suddenly had an epiphany.

I'm going! Su Yun shouted.

What hysteria! Chang Yue unhappily turned and glared at him.

I know what's going on! Su Yun excitedly gestured, "Leave the gathered stuff for now, I..."

He said, picking up his phone, and made a call to the Emergency Department.

Call Manager Tang.

Me, Su Yun.

Hurry up, don't keep saying 'Yun Ge'er, Yun Ge'er', I'm anxious. Su Yun's temper is a bit bad; anxious as if on fire.

Soon, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

Su Yun directly cut off Tang Haitao's words, anxiously asking: 'Can the hospital do quinine-dependent antibody testing?'

No problem, as long as it can be done. I'll contact Director Lin to get the lab people to do it. You wait for notification; if needed, send the blood draw directly.

After speaking, Su Yun hung up and started dialing Lin Ge's number.

What's going on? Chang Yue asked doubtfully.

It's the tonic water, the problem with the tonic water used in cocktail mixing. Su Yun, hearing the phone ring, spoke urgently: "Why isn't anyone answering?"

It's not even dawn yet; Director Lin is old. Chang Yue casually remarked, seeming to ponder other things.

Tonic water? Isn't it just soda water with a bit of fruit juice? How could it cause liver and kidney failure?

The phone rang once; Lin Ge's side still hadn't answered, and Su Yun immediately got angry.

Stay quiet, just find the cause—why rush? Chang Yue scolded.

Not a shred of emergency consciousness.

"Tonic Water is just soda, what's in it?" Chang Yue asked.

"Don't you have any common sense? Your Tonic Water is just soda." Su Yun waved a hand impatiently.

"Speak properly." Chang Yue said coldly.

Su Yun glanced at her, then called Lin Ge again, explaining: "Besides soda water, sugar, and fruit extracts, Tonic Water also contains quinine."

"That boss's bearish look—one glance and you know it's quinine poisoning."