Chapter 390: line with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren, Xie Yiren.

She tied her hair into twin tails today, and as she walked, the ponytails swayed back and forth, Zheng Ren's cute heart completely melted. She held her phone in her hand, her thumb constantly —

【Underground parking lot, D area, I have arrived.】

Immediately, Zheng Ren's phone received a message.

Zheng Ren smiled, his hands slightly spread open, waiting for Xie Yiren to walk into the trap.

After Xie Yiren sent the message, she put her phone away and looked up at the road.

When she lifted her head, she saw Zheng Ren with arms spread open, standing before her. Xie Yiren's eyes widened in surprise, then her face flushed, and she nervously looked around.

Seeing no one around, Xie Yiren ran over like a little bird and flung herself into Zheng Ren's arms.

「Zizzle~~~」

A faint sound rang out, light and shadow flickered.

Zheng Ren's whole body muscles were already in a tense state, fully focused as if performing some sacred ritual.

He was startled by the sound, and Xie Yiren in his arms was also startled.

They separated at a touch, the air filled with an ambiguous and sweet scent.

Zheng Ren turned his head and saw that the light and sound came from Xie Yiren's Volvo; he couldn't help but feel a bit regretful.

The Volvo has sensing doors; when Xie Yiren is ten meters away, they open automatically.

This isn't the first time riding this car; how could I be startled by it?

"Come on, or we'll be late." Xie Yiren laughed, walked past Zheng Ren, hastily opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat.

What a pity; if I had held Xiao Yi Ren tightly at that moment, wouldn't it have been better?

Zheng Ren, filled with various regrets, sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and the two left the underground parking lot.

"How is the patient with cardiac trauma?" Xie Yiren asked.

"It's fine; Su Yun said the tube can be removed tomorrow and he can be transferred back to Jizhenbingfang."

"Wow, that serious, and he's already fine?" Xie Yiren said, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, as long as rescue is timely and there are no complications like cerebral edema, it's fine." Zheng Ren smiled: "However, postoperative lung infection is a tricky matter."

"Yanran went to send off the patient, and when she came out she was surrounded by family asking about the condition." Xie Yiren drove, a faint smile on her lips, "Guess why the patient was injured?"

"I actually didn't ask about that." Zheng Ren said.

"They had a class reunion, seven or eight old classmates, ate lunch, drank some alcohol." Xie Yiren began to gossip.

Before, she usually wasn't keen on gossiping about these things; that was Chu Yan zhi's hobby. Xiao Yi Ren only cared about various foods; other people's affairs were just other people's affairs, nothing to do with her.

But sitting in the car with Zheng Ren, if we didn't say a word, that would be awkward.

Especially just now, when she lifted her head and saw Zheng Ren, she flung herself over in delight — that was an instinctive reaction. Even now, her cheeks still feel a bit hot.

Not saying anything, Xie Yiren always feels uneasy.

"And then?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Later, when paying the bill, they argued over who should pay, and the injured party ended up paying. But a classmate who had drunk too much was very unhappy, and the two started arguing."

"..." Zheng Ren felt helpless.

Arguing over the bill, because of drunkenness leading to injury, happens quite often. Actually it's not that frequent, but such incidents are especially easy to remember.

On average, there are one or two such laughable or tear-jerking incidents each year.

This time, it was good luck for the victim and also good luck for the perpetrator. If rescue hadn't been timely, both families would have been destroyed.

"Yanran jie said, the person who caused the injury had just sobered up, was frightened to the point of near shock. His face was deathly pale, drenched in sweat, his blood pressure probably spiking to 180." Xie Yiren said.

"After rescue, there's still nothing." Zheng Ren said: "If the people don't complain, the officials won't investigate. The two families negotiate, and medical expenses etc. are roughly settled. After all, they're old classmates, so it won't be too excessive."

"But Yanran jie said, they'd probably have to pay several hundred thousand."

"About right. The patient didn't die, which is a relief. If he had died, he'd probably have to go to Prison."

"Zheng Ren, you really have guts." Xie Yiren said, pursing her lips, her face full of pride.

"Hmm?"

"Yanran jie said, for a patient with cardiac tamponade, few dare to open the chest in the Emergency Resuscitation Room and directly view the heart compressions. Most people just pretend to do chest compressions, then tell the family they did their best. A few doctors will take the patient to the Operating Room, but that misses the best rescue time."

"That's right."

"Not at all." Xie Yiren said: "Only with confidence in mind can the hand be steady."

Not a direct cheesy compliment, but Zheng Ren still felt happy. Especially when Xie Yiren spoke about herself, the radiance on her face came from deep within the Inner Mind — that feeling of pride.

Hehe laughed a few times.

"Hope there's no emergency tonight." Xie Yiren prayed.

"It's fine; Su Yun said if there's an emergency tonight, he'll perform the surgery. As long as it's not a particularly major case, there's no problem." Zheng Ren said.

"He does the surgery quite well."

"But in Di Du, Su Yun is hailed as the rising star of Cardiothoracic Surgery." Zheng Ren said.

While chatting, they entered the underground parking lot of the cinema; Xie Yiren found a spot near the Elevator to park, then the two hurriedly took the elevator upstairs.

Xie Yiren got off on the third floor and hurried to buy an ice cream cone. Zheng Ren went directly to the fourth floor of the cinema, scanned the code to get his ticket.

He glanced at the time; it was exactly when the movie started.

It's estimated that by the time they entered, all the lights had already been turned off.

Just thinking about having to casually lift the armrest, Zheng Ren's heart couldn't help but race.

This time, absolutely no mistakes can be allowed.

Like before every surgery, standing in front of the viewbox looking at the images, simulating the operation, Zheng Ren quickly imagined in his mind the scene and movements after entering.

So fucking tense.

A few minutes later, Xie Yiren came up the escalator holding two ice cream cones. She waved her hand, calling Zheng Ren to hurry in.

Zheng Ren took an ice cream cone, his other hand holding a movie ticket, and the two entered the IMAX theater.

Indeed, as imagined, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen; as the movie screen light flickered, the ground and steps before them appeared and disappeared.

This was the imagined scene; Zheng Ren struggled to calm his heartbeat, feeling his way forward step by step in the dark.

"Ah!" Behind him, Xie Yiren suddenly stumbled forward a step, likely not seeing the steps clearly, tripping a bit.

Zheng Ren hurriedly supported Xiao Yi Ren, asking softly, "Did you twist your foot?"

"No..." Xie Yiren's voice was like a mosquito, hard to detect amid the booming sound effects.

Then it's good, Zheng Ren felt relieved. He released Xie Yiren's arm, just about to continue forward, when a soft, warm, slick little hand grasped his hand.