Chapter 531: with translation of chapter title

523 Boss, high! Indeed it's high!

"Don't mess around, come lend a hand." Zheng Ren said.

"How much did you drink?" Chu Yanran and Zheng Ren helped Xie Yiren onto the sofa, Chu Yanran asked.

"Not much, just a little clear liquor." Zheng Ren said.

Chu Yanran smiled, looking at Zheng Ren with a strange gaze, as if... as if looking at an idiot.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment; although he didn't know the meaning of Chu Yanran's gaze, he could feel the full malice.

"What... happened?" Zheng Ren whispered.

"Chief Zheng, you really live up to your name." Chu Yanran suddenly couldn't help it, bursting into laughter.

"Why?"

"Tsk tsk, no reason, I'm giving you a good-person card." Chu Yanran laughed as she went to get a wet towel to wipe Xie Yiren's face.

Soon, Xie Yiren woke up. Her flushed face instantly turned deathly pale, she dry-heaved a few times, and staggered toward the bathroom.

Zheng Ren wanted to help, but Xie Yiren pushed him away.

What's wrong? Did I make some mistake?

Zheng Ren was somewhat dazed.

Chu Yanran said: "Chief Zheng, Yi Ren feels uncomfortable, you should go back first, go back first."

Zheng Ren froze, suddenly having a very bad premonition.

Seeing Zheng Ren's discouraged demeanor, Chu Yanran was both annoyed and amused; she first helped Xie Yiren to the bathroom, then hurried out, pushed Zheng Ren out the door, and finally said in an exasperated tone: "Girls who drink too much will vomit, what's there to look at? Yi Ren has thin skin, you know that. Hurry back, remember to come for breakfast tomorrow morning."

Oh, that's how it is.

Zheng Ren returned to his villa in a daze, frowning in thought, wondering why Chu Yanran looked at him that way.

However, Zheng Ren quickly remembered he still had things to do, picked up his phone, and began contacting the girl that Cui Heming had found, who was said to be an expert.

The plan to celebrate Xie Yiren's birthday, whether it can succeed, still depends on the opinion of professionals.

After contacting that girl, Zheng Ren rushed over overnight, meeting her at the coffee shop on the first floor of Shangri-La, and they talked for a long time.

Regarding Zheng Ren's idea, the professional expressed shock. However, she still found it interesting, indicating willingness to give it her all to help Zheng Ren try it out.

Returning to the villa again, Zheng Ren finally let out a sigh, washed up, and went straight to sleep.

Days are just like that, plain and simple, day after day.

Some are happy, some are sad, some eat barbecue and drink little alcohol, squatting on the curb whistling at pretty girls; some sleep in their clothes, being called up repeatedly to handle patients and perform surgeries.

The next morning, after having breakfast at Xie Yiren's house, several people went to work together.

Everyone praised Su Yun's luck; as long as Su Yun was on duty, things were generally smooth, averaging one surgery per three shifts was considered good.

And Zheng Lao Ban's shift...

Needless to say, it kept everyone as busy as dogs.

Still the kind of stray dog that had a leg broken by a brat and has no home.

Arriving at Jizhenbingfang, Su Yun sat energetically in the office playing with her phone; one look and she had slept especially well the previous night.

Zheng Ren also felt helpless; he himself didn't want to be that busy.

"Boss, you're here?" Su Yun saw Zheng Ren come, immediately put away her phone, gave a sly smile, lowered her voice, and secretly asked: "How was last night?"

"Had a good time." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun was still unsatisfied, she pursued the details of the date.

When he heard that Zheng Ren carried Xie Yiren back home, the black hair on his forehead seemed to have been drenched in concrete, solidifying.

"Boss, high! Indeed it's high!" Su Yun appeared to be sincerely praising, but Zheng Ren felt this guy was disparaging him.

His words differed from Chu Yanran's; Chu Yanran was making fun of him, while Su Yun... appeared to be after a slight pause. That sincere praise was the first time Zheng Ren had seen it on this sharp-tongued, effeminate guy.

But Zheng Ren still instinctively felt this guy was spraying him.

What on earth is going on?

Zheng Ren's intelligence isn't low, but his flirting skill hasn't been activated at all.

Su Yun saw Zheng Ren's clueless face, laughed and pulled him into the fire escape, took out a Zi Yun from his white coat pocket, lit one, and amidst the smoke said leisurely: "Boss, what you did looks like a missed opportunity to ordinary people, but upon reflection, it's marvelous!"

Zheng Ren listened quietly.

"First, judging from the girl. Based on my understanding of Yi Ren, she definitely wouldn't be pretending to be drunk to lure you in as a green tea. I estimate she is completely at ease with you, fully trusting, which is why last night's situation occurred."

Zheng Ren was still listening quietly.

"Then it comes to your choice: sending Yi Ren home, or carrying her to your place." As he spoke, Su Yun's brows exuded a hormonal aroma, so strong it overpowered the spicy tobacco scent.

Zheng Ren furrowed his brows.

"Ordinary people, encountering such a good opportunity, would surely push her down—that's 'water flows to the channel.'" Su Yun said: "But depending on the person, can Yi Ren accept it? I think she could accept it, but it would leave an invisible rift in your relationship."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"If you'd rather make a mistake than miss it, a spring night's moment is worth a thousand gold, then it doesn't matter." Su Yun's forehead hair fluttered, "But you're aiming for marriage, encountering Yi Ren, who grew up in that eccentric family, doing this would be a huge mistake."

All kinds of firsts must be perfect.

Yi Ren is ambiguous; if some firsts are just gone like that, she'll regret it for life.

"A perfect date, perfect performance, restraining inner impulses, making the correct choice—Boss, I praise you!"

Forget it, even if there's some truth, Zheng Ren doesn't want to know.

Under heaven, no matter how many principles, they can't outweigh 'little master I'm willing.'

However, Su Yun's admiring expression looked genuine; what he said also made sense.

Too bad, when I perform surgery, that guy's face never shows such an expression.

Clearly, my surgery is exceptionally good, at world peak level!

What a pity.

Zheng Ren instantly felt like a pearl cast into darkness.

Before he could finish a cigarette, Zheng Ren saw Professor Rudolf Wagner emerge from the ward, full of fatigue and excitement.

These two feelings intertwined, making the professor look somewhat strange.

"Fugui'er!" Zheng Ren shouted.

"Oh my goodness, Boss, what are you doing here?" Professor Rudolf Wagner saw Zheng Ren in the fire escape, strode over excitedly, and said, "Boss, the patient's postoperative recovery is especially good, urination is smooth, and all indicators have reached the expected values."

"Oh." Zheng Ren's reaction was, however, very bland.

"Boss, isn't this something to be happy about?" The professor completely failed to understand why Zheng Ren's mood was so bland.

In the professor's view, if they were in Heidelberg, there should now be the "pop-pop" of a champagne bottle being opened.