Chapter 3138: 2934 Straight to the Branch Bureau

Hua Shi TV's 30-minute news reported on remote surgery, and Sun Zeli's special feature also sparked public discussion.

But these had nothing to do with Zheng Ren; he enjoyed a rare two days of leisure in Stockholm, accompanying Yi Ren to stroll the Jota River, the gray Lund Cathedral, and the Anders Zorn Art Museum.

Three days later, Zheng Ren and his entourage returned to the capital.

First go to Lin JiaoJiao's place to pick up Heizi back, after all Lin JiaoJiao was the one who borrowed Heizi, so each time we can only trouble her to look after him.

Declining all dinner invitations, Zheng Ren claimed he was going home to shake off jet lag, finally returning home where he could rest in peace. In Zheng Ren's view, life had also gotten back on track.

Just that Director Yan said there would be a commendation ceremony, which gave Zheng Ren a headache. But this formality must be observed; to others it seems glamorous, but to Zheng Ren it feels like walking a blade mountain.

He was unaccustomed to the food in Sweden; even Chang Yue said he had gone hungry and lost weight. In the evening Yi Ren cooked and made a big meal.

"Boss, Section Chief Lin said to find time to go to the branch bureau once." While eating, Su Yun drank alcohol and suggested to Zheng Ren.

The branch bureau…… a completely unfamiliar term, but Zheng Ren immediately understood Su Yun's meaning.

Dahungya is coming.

I caused the trouble, I'll bear it myself.

It's not exactly causing trouble, after all Dahungya came to help solve a huge problem; it's just that this guy never stays quiet, so it's still good to have some dealings with the branch bureau comrades.

"What does Section Chief Lin mean?"

"Section Chief Lin has already arranged it, organizing a free clinic—actually completely unnecessary, just treat it as team building." Su Yun said, "Everyone knows what's going on; from now on, when the bureau comrades look for you, don't keep making excuses."

"Whoever looks for me, I won't keep making excuses." Zheng Ren corrected Su Yun's statement.

"The key is that we can't find you; do you know how many things Section Chief Lin's side has blocked for you?"

That makes sense; Zheng Ren smiled and agreed to the matter.

As social status rises, it's unavoidable to take on more responsibility. Dealing with people isn't something Zheng Ren can simply refuse; Su Yun's meaning is clear—put Dahungya in a cage.

Honestly earning a little money from seeing patients is all irrelevant; Zheng Ren also couldn't be bothered. If something else weird happens, we still need precautions beforehand. After all, the phenomenon of bleeding eyes is something I can't fathom, but Dahungya knows what's going on just from hearing a description—this guy is terrifyingly strong in the crooked ways.

If used well it's very useful; if left unchecked, Zheng Ren doesn't know what will happen.

After eating, I video‑chatted with Director Pan; returning to Hai Cheng, I had to wait until Xiao Shitou's surgery was finished before I could say anything. Before that, Zheng Ren decided to focus all his thoughts on Xiao Shitou.

The next morning, Zheng Ren and Su Yun wandered around the community hospital. After entering, they saw a frail figure closely following Fan Tian Shui; Zheng Ren froze a moment before realizing it was the girl Liu Xiaomei brought by Dahungya.

"Old Fan, we're back." Su Yun greeted him familiarly, "This is a gift for you and the old squad leader."

Su Yun tossed over two bags; Fan Tian Shui saw they were women's handbags and was taken aback.

"These are for the squad leader's wife; keep yours for now—it's not like you'll go a lifetime without finding a wife." Su Yun said with a laugh.

Fan Tian Shui scratched his head and gave a simple, honest laugh.

"Is Liu Xiaomei obedient?" Su Yun asked her directly to her face.

"Obedient." Fan Tian Shui replied seriously.

What should be taken seriously and what is just casual talk—Old Fan knows the difference inside out. That night at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital he saw Liu Xiaomei's fierce look and had already prepared.

"Xiao Mei is very diligent; the security room's hygiene is cleaned well, she reads when idle, learns boxing from me, and is steady." Fan Tian Shui finally used the word "steady" to describe her.

All right, Zheng Ren glanced at Liu Xiaomei; the girl had already taken off the bandage on her forehead, leaving a scabbed patch that looks like it might break the skin a bit.

She was much more spirited than that day, clean and tidy, her hair simply tied up, she didn't deliberately leave bangs to cover the forehead wound; it looks like she doesn't mind it.

"These days we're starting to take in patients again, so we're busy." Zheng Ren said.

"Mm." Fan Tian Shui nodded.

There wasn't anything else; after clearing out the patients, there was nowhere to transfer wards. Leaving the community hospital, we went straight to 912.

All the way we greeted the on‑duty doctors, waited for Director Kong to arrive, Zheng Ren and Su Yun sat for a while, reported on the Sweden trip, gave the gifts we bought to Director Kong, and Zheng Ren felt a great weight lift.

This is respect for the old director; Director Kong listened with a smile, not saying much. Shift changes, rounds, surgeries—the work in 912 has always been this monotonous and dull.

Before going into surgery, Zhao Wenhua ran over to say he'd be doing outpatient clinic this afternoon, and was recently preparing to take on patients for Boss Zheng.

Regarding Zhao Wenhua's "goodwill," Zheng Ren gladly accepted.

I made an appointment with Lin Ge, and we went together to the branch bureau. Zheng Ren felt like he was just like when he first arrived at 912, going department to department to pay his dues, and now he had actually come this far.

Think about Director Pan—how much clout he has in the towns and villages around Hai Cheng, and Zheng Ren understood. A year ago a young female patient with acute appendicitis had her family refuse surgery; Director Pan made one phone call, the town mayor came running and scolded the family, and only then could the surgery be performed.

Healing and saving lives isn't only through surgery; Wang Daoshi's temple can also heal and save people, and judging by its incense offerings, Zheng Ren feels that many administrators in Hai Cheng certainly can't match the number of lives Wang Daoshi has saved.

Bear with it, Zheng Ren sighed, and as he entered the branch bureau compound he glanced at his energy value.

Full bars, estimated he could hold out.

The snow in Sweden was heavy, and the capital's snow wasn't small either. The roads had been cleared fairly cleanly; upon entering the compound, Lin Ge took out his phone and smiled at Zheng Ren.

This is just to make a phone call first, to avoid any accidents. Zheng Ren stood still, preparing to wait a moment. He was still pondering whether to smoke a cigarette when Su Yun suddenly grabbed his clothes and yanked hard.

Uh? What's going on?

Zheng Ren followed Su Yun's gaze and saw, across the road, a man in his thirties holding a phone, heedless of the still‑slippery pavement, sprinting straight toward the bureau's gate.

Behind him, a woman shouted loudly, "Snatch the phone! Catch him!"

Zheng Ren froze.

Phone‑snatching is now extremely rare; mobile payments have turned pickpocketing into yesterday's flower. And a phone—how much is it worth? The cost of being swept up in an anti‑crime crackdown is huge.

Never mind all that, the man snatched the phone and actually ran straight to the branch bureau.