Chapter 302: 0296 Showing Through Actions (4/4 Uniform Subscription 2500 Bonus Chapter)

Chang Yue and the other nurses got off work one after another; the day's clerical work had worn Chang Yue out.

Besides the clerical work, she also had to communicate with patients' families and read their expressions.

She could clearly tell which patients were more demanding and needed extra procedural attention, and which were easier to talk to, allowing her to focus her energy on their conditions.

After everyone had left, Zheng Ren and Su Yun checked the wards; all the patients were stable.

Zheng Ren sat down, a thick copy of General Surgery before him; after glancing at it a few times, he felt uneasy.

How strange—how could this happen? I've never encountered anything like this.

Zheng Ren lifted his head, pondering hard: could it be that one of the patients he handled today had a procedural or treatment issue?

After thinking it through, Zheng Ren still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

A few minutes later, he finally realized he hadn't sent Xie Yiren a WeChat message…

This was a habit he'd formed in Di Du; after returning to Hai Cheng, he hadn't yet gotten used to it. When busy, he always felt something was left undone.

All these were strong habits from before; Zheng Ren gave a self‑mocking smile and took out his phone.

"You've got guts, thinking of messaging Xiao Yi Ren only now?" Su Yun sat behind Zheng Ren, waiting for this moment, "At this point, about 90% of girls would get angry—and the younger they are, the higher that percentage."

"……" Zheng Ren felt a bit flustered.

Even during emergency rescues, or when he'd been assaulted by thugs in Di Du, his fingers had never trembled—yet now they twitched a few times in a confused manner.

【Ward check done, patients are stable. What are you up to?】

Zheng Ren sent a mild, moderate message over.

After a long while, Xie Yiren didn't reply.

Su Yun's smile grew wider; five minutes later, seeing Xie Yiren still hadn't replied, he began to jeer: "Look, she's angry now."

Zheng Ren remained silent.

"They say rabbits don't eat the grass by their burrow, but you—you really go to town on it. The grass by the burrow has its advantages, after all it's convenient. But do you know where the downside lies?" Su Yun asked with a grin.

But he was only using the question to add emphasis to his own speech, never expecting a straight‑laced guy like Zheng Ren to answer.

"It's also a matter of convenience. Truly, success or failure both come from Xiao He. Once she's angry, you say you can't go comfort Xiao Yi Ren now; if there's an emergency surgery, you'd still have to coordinate the operating table—how awkward would that be? I'm just asking, how awkward would that be?"

Following Su Yun's line of thought, Zheng Ren imagined… indeed, a very awkward scene.

"Young man, I can't be bothered with you." After spouting a bunch, Su Yun said: "From now on, pay more attention—girls need time spent with them. Do you know why Yun Ge'er doesn't have a girlfriend? He's got no time, truly a worry. Rain and dew evenly spread, a little indulgence, how nice!"

Zheng Ren turned a deaf ear to Su Yun's ensuing self‑absorbed talk; having been with him for a while, he'd long grown used to that signature narcissism of his.

He spaced out, then suddenly heard footsteps coming from the far end of the hallway.

"It can't be Xie Yiren, can it?" Zheng Ren couldn't tell a person by their footsteps, but in his current panic, every footstep sounded like hers.

"Don't daydream—right now the only viable option is, I'm on duty tonight, you go comfort your girl." Su Yun pressed a hand on Zheng Ren's shoulder, chuckling as he offered a feasible suggestion: "Think hard about what to say when you meet."

Just then, Xie Yiren's familiar figure appeared in the doorway.

She held a food box, her face full of happy, sunny smiles, with a hint of shyness in them.

"Yo ho, time to eat~" Xie Yiren said in a not‑quite‑authentic Sichuan accent.

That line is a signature line from the little maid played by Shen Chang in the show Wo Ai Wo Jia a few years back.

Because it's related to food, Xie Yiren remembered it.

Zheng Ren sprang to his feet, the gloom in his heart swept away in an instant.

"Huh? How did I guess wrong?" Su Yun blinked in surprise.

"Come on, let's eat." Xie Yiren grabbed the food box and, without waiting for Zheng Ren to speak, dashed off to the duty room as if fleeing.

"You… your luck is really good." Su Yun patted Zheng Ren on the shoulder, feeling genuine admiration.

"Hehe." Zheng Ren laughed and strode after him.

Arriving at the duty room, Xie Yiren had already opened the food box, laying out the rice and dishes one by one.

Today's dish was garlic‑fragrant fish; the lunch box sealed especially well, I don't know if there's any post‑processing. Once opened, the aroma of the garlic‑fragrant fish filled the room, and Zheng Ren smelled it the moment he stepped in.

Even Zheng Ren, who'd rather skip a meal if he's not hungry to avoid wasting time, felt his index finger twitch with appetite.

"Yo, Xiao Yi Ren's cooking isn't bad." Seeing Zheng Ren's wooden expression and not knowing what to say, Su Yun offered praise.

When faced with food, Xie Yiren's face lit up; she smiled and said, "Back when I went out to play, I ate at a little restaurant and thought it was especially delicious. I pestered my mom to stay there for a week, I went every day, then I went into the back kitchen, watched them make it once, and learned how to do it."

Her love for food is immense, deep and profound.

Zheng Ren sat down, waiting for Xie Yiren to finish clearing up; the three of them said nothing and began to eat as if grabbing at the food.

Fragrant, truly fragrant.

Su Yun ate while muttering and feeling wistful: "How come I never run into someone like this? Is it just because Zheng Ren's luck is exceptionally good?"

Xie Yiren not only didn't get angry, she actually made a bunch of food and brought meals to the hospital.

As for whether her family is rich or not, Su Yun doesn't care; just this one point is enough.

Zheng Ren's luck is truly good; he seems a bit stronger than me, probably just luck.

"How's the taste? Give me a word." Su Yun tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks and said.

Zheng Ren, such a coward, can't even say a nice line; I have to help him out, really helpless.

But Zheng Ren just gave a simple, honest smile, took a big bite of rice, and gave no stiff reply at all.

Xie Yiren, on the other hand, didn't mind; watching Zheng Ren eat so happily, her smile never left her face.

Zheng Ren's emergency‑rescue skill points are very high, and that includes eating.

Like a sweeping gust clearing away clouds, three big bowls of rice went down, two garlic‑fragrant fish and several small side dishes were nearly finished as well.

Seeing that Zheng Ren liked the food she'd made, Xie Yiren grew even happier, a hint of happiness flickering in her brows and eyes.

Is this using actions to show it? Su Yun blinked in a daze.

It seems more persuasive than words; otherwise I should learn it too—flirting like this seems to work pretty well.

Just after finishing the meal, Zheng Ren's phone suddenly rang.

Zheng Ren furrowed his brow, picked it up, and seeing it was Director Pan's number, he finally relaxed.

Director.

Well... we could give it a try, you know, our Hospital hasn't launched TIPS Surgery, and the success rate of the surgery itself isn't actually high.

I know, I'll definitely watch out for postoperative hepatic encephalopathy; I'll go check now.

Although Director Pan wasn't in sight, Zheng Ren still acted as if facing Director Pan, proper and formal, even his expression changed.