Chapter 2950: with translation of chapter title

Under the effect of Xiao Shitou's new drug, he quickly recovered. But the new drug, while treating the disease, still has certain side effects——the lung tissue begins to show signs of fibrosis.

Zheng Renye also knew that Bota had done his best.

Without undergoing drug tests on mice, it was merely produced based on existing data analysis and pharmacology and genetics experience—a drug capable of inhibiting Xiao Shitou's lung adenocarcinoma.

If it had no side effects, that would be miraculous. Normally, for a drug like this to enter clinical trials in about three years would already be remarkable, let alone being a privately customized one.

After another three days, Zheng Ren took Xiao Shitou out of Bota Hospital. He hoped the lung fibrosis would stop suddenly, but he could only check it little by little.

Meanwhile, Old Luo Qie had been left hanging by Zheng Ren in Di Du for over a week; if not for Su Yun's reminder, Zheng Ren would almost have forgotten about it.

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Upon returning to Di Du, Xie Yiren froze the moment she saw Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren held Xiao Shitou's hand, like a triumphant warrior returning. But this war seems endless—just a victory in one battle; facing more battles ahead, no one can feel happy.

But that's not the main point—Zheng Ren's hair was half-white, even Su Yun was stunned.

He released Xiao Shitou's hand, opened his arms, and walked toward Xie Yiren. He embraced her tightly, but she did not return the embrace; instead she struggled to free her hand and gently stroked Zheng Ren's hair.

"How are you?" Xie Yiren's voice trembled slightly.

"It's fine; I might just be a bit tired lately," Zheng Ren said gently.

The tender white hand gently stroked his half-white hair; Xie Yiren said nothing more, merely lifting her head silently and gazing at Zheng Ren.

"Don't worry." Zheng Ren kissed her lips, patted her back, and comforted her.

"Boss, are you completely drained of energy? You're okay—is it really necessary to see a doctor?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

Zheng Ren knew he meant no harm; such remarks made in the operating room are instinctive. Yet this sentence is so close to the truth that he momentarily didn't know how to answer.

"It's just premature graying; what's there to worry about?" Su Yun and Xie Yiren said, "Let's go, let's go!"

Yi Ren still didn't move; her usual shyness meant she had no reaction to Zheng Ren's kiss just now, merely staring dazedly at his flecked white hair.

"Uh... if I said I've had white hair since before and kept dyeing it, would you believe me?" Zheng Ren rarely made a joke.

Xie Yiren still didn't speak; she silently gripped Zheng Ren's hand, afraid that if she let go it would slip from her palm.

Zheng Ren reversed his grip to hold Xie Yiren's hand; her hand was a bit cool, showing that what she felt inside was not as calm as she appeared.

"Stop feeding dog food." Su Yun said, "Yi Ren, look—the boss's pupils are equal and round, light reflexes are sensitive. No abnormal nerve reflexes, normal conversation—then there's nothing wrong."

Zheng Ren thought Su Yun's description was very strange.

"I'll borrow your Zheng Ren for two hours," Su Yun and Xie Yiren discussed.

"How?" Xie Yiren lowered her head slightly, gripping Zheng Ren's hand tightly as she asked.

"Old Luo Qie has been waiting a week!" Su Yun said, "Surely you can bring him back properly, right?"

Zheng Ren saw that behind Su Yun were several strangers with pixelated faces waiting together; knowing the technology Luo Qie brought could move anyone, he guessed these were sent by relevant departments to meet him together.

He sighed and said, "Yi Ren, I'll go quickly and come back quickly."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Xie Yiren placed Zheng Ren's hand beside her cheek and asked softly.

"Mmm, scrambled eggs with tender scallions. Bota's Western food makes me nauseous; I'd prefer some steaming hot rice." Zheng Ren, who usually doesn't like rice, said this after a week of steak, butter, and bread, and his mouth almost watered.

"Go quickly and come back quickly." Xie Yiren let out a barely audible sigh and hugged Zheng Ren briefly.

After leaving the airport, Zheng Ren and Su Yun got into the car; then Su Yun asked, "Boss, isn't Xiao Shitou's condition not bad?"

"Hmm, now it looks fine; back then, when the mucus overflowed, it was very dangerous."

"You just thought of using octreotide to treat it, and that made your hair turn white?" Su Yun pressed.

"Tired." Zheng Ren answered offhandedly.

"In Pengxi Xiang, at the provincial hospital, you didn't say you were tired even after a week without much sleep." Su Yun naturally didn't believe it.

"There's no way." Zheng Ren scratched his head, "You said dyeing hair—could that cause lead poisoning?"

"So many girls on the street have colorful hair; have you seen anyone with lead poisoning?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "It's fine; a bit of white looks good, makes you look like an old doctor."

"How is Luo Qie's side emotionally?"

"How dare you ask?" Ke Li expressed incomprehension. He said no one in the world would forsake Luo Qie's visit over such a trivial child, except you.

"Oh, the fact that they can stay here waiting for my return proves something—it's fine." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian brought the Da Vinci Robotic Arm over; I haven't installed it in our hospital." Su Yun said, "It occupies an operating room, having a considerable impact."

"Installed at Yimei?"

"Hmm, Sister Lin's side only has Old Liu performing surgery; let's test it there." Su Yun said, "The 3D-printed simulated humans have already filled a warehouse—make quick use of them, or else when someone discovers them, don't cause another joke about the 912 Nobel Prize laureate killing people like mad."

"It should be soon." Zheng Ren laughed; he was especially curious—if following his idea, he'd surely go home to eat, then after Yi Ren falls asleep, stay up all night studying how to use the mechanical arm.

Moreover, just thinking about going to see Old Luo Qie, or his demands or requests, made Zheng Ren feel a headache. Just the mucus overflow had already turned half his hair white; if it were Luo Qie's demands, he feared he couldn't finish even if he died. He'd turn straight into a mummy—no fun at all.

"Since we've come all this way, let's just delay as much as possible—there's nothing else we can do."

"Brother Yang has a gallbladder cancer patient, poor family, wants you to do a livestream surgery."

"No problem, have you checked the patient's condition?"

"He was admitted this afternoon; you can go see him tomorrow." Su Yun said, "Boss……"

"Huh?"

"If Luo Qie's demands are too much of a stretch, definitely don't agree." Su Yun said, "The vaguer the better—like when you explain a condition to a patient. You could say ten thousand sentences, but after thinking carefully it's as if you said nothing at all."

"His words lacked subject-verb-object, but Zheng Ren understood he was referring to Old Luo Qie's demands. Probably the gifts Old Luo Qie and Ke Li brought this time were so astonishing that even Su Yun was dumbfounded, making him feel increasingly that something was wrong."