Chapter 586: with translation of chapter title

Gao Shaojie still wanted to say something, Hu Hai gently tugged at his White Coat from behind.

Uh……Could there be something? Gao Shaojie reacted extremely quickly, immediately fell silent.

After Zheng Ren hurriedly left, Hu Hai said: "Old Gao, this time Teacher Zheng brought his girlfriend."

Gao Shaojie suddenly recalled the time he worked in the emergency department at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, the scrub nurse.

So that's how it was, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, Zheng Lao Ban is usually busy. This time he probably came early for an evening to spend time with his girlfriend in Sheng Cheng.

Even the Inpatient Chief has no time to accompany a girlfriend; this is the industry Consensus.

In that case, I'd better not disturb Zheng Lao Ban.

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Zheng Ren rushed downstairs, a red Volvo XC60 parked at the Inpatient Department entrance, its exhaust pipe puffing, vividly making Zheng Ren feel as if he were still in Hai Cheng.

Opening the car door, Xie Yiren's smile blossomed like a flower.

"When was this car driven over?" Zheng Ren got in, asking in surprise.

"Just now, while you went to get the films, I went to pick up the car," Xie Yiren said.

Zheng Ren was completely bewildered—going back to Hai Cheng to get the car? Leaving aside whether it's troublesome, it couldn't possibly be that fast.

Xie Yiren shifted gears, gently pressed the accelerator, seeing Zheng Ren silent, she realized he must have misunderstood, and smiled: "This car was kept in the garage of our house in Sheng Cheng; I happened to have time, so I went to get it."

Uh……

Sheng Cheng not only has a house, but also a car? Or is it an identical Volvo?

Poverty limited Zheng Ren's imagination; only after Xie Yiren explained clearly did he understand what was going on.

"Do you like Volvo that much?" Zheng Ren asked.

"My dad said that Volvo comrades invented the seat belt, and the car's safety factor is also high, so he suggested I drive a Volvo." Xie Yiren said while driving, "The driving feel is also not bad, I highly recommend it."

Zheng Ren nodded.

According to Fugui'er and Director Kong, I should soon not be short of money. Going to Di Du, I will definitely need to buy a car.

What car to buy, Zheng Ren hasn't even thought about; for him, such a matter is too distant.

Since the future father-in-law strongly recommends it, the red Volvo will be the first choice.

Traffic in Sheng Cheng is much heavier than in Hai Cheng, moving slowly. Fortunately, the two chatted while driving.

Although aimless, it was rather free and easy, not feeling tedious.

Zheng Ren told Xie Yiren about two things that happened today in the General Surgery Department, trivial yet part of life's makeup.

Xie Yiren marveled while smiling and praising Zheng Ren.

Suddenly, the car slowed down.

Zheng Ren felt it, glanced around, and saw no abnormal road conditions.

Just as he was about to ask, Xie Yiren turned the car into a small side road and pulled over.

"Wait for me a moment," Xie Yiren said.

Watching her jump out of the car happily and run to a roadside barbecue stall, Zheng Ren's mouth curled into a smile.

A few minutes later, Xie Yiren came back holding several skewers.

There weren't many skewers, about ten by rough estimate.

Handing the skewers to Zheng Ren, Xie Yiren said: "When I was a kid, I loved eating skewers in the car. Not as a meal, but as a snack."

Zheng Ren smiled.

Xie Yiren started the car and re-entered the sea of traffic in Sheng Cheng.

"Eating skewers like this, you can't gulp them down whole; you have to savor them bit by bit," Xie Yiren said. "Unfortunately, my dad says barbecue is unhygienic, so he rarely lets me eat it. But later we had a serious talk, and he agreed that if I want to eat, I must not exceed five skewers each time, and no more than once a week."

They can still engage in Negotiation; it seems Xie Yiren's family atmosphere is very relaxed.

But mentioning this, Zheng Ren immediately remembered that his future father-in-law was coming back, and his brows furrowed.

"Give me one," Xie Yiren said, focusing on driving.

Zheng Ren handed over a skewer, but Xie Yiren didn't take it.

He froze for a moment, Zheng Ren almost slapped himself.

God, he's so stupid.

He carefully brought the skewer to Xie Yiren's lips, gently saying: "Be careful not to prick your mouth."

Her pale red lips opened, and she ate the skewer.

Xie Yiren began to savor it with relish.

The freshly grilled skewers gave off a meaty aroma, Zheng Ren also felt hungry and ate one.

"You have to smack your lips and make a sound to feel the fragrance better," Xie Yiren said, looking ahead, a bit embarrassed, but since she was quite familiar with Zheng Ren, she didn't mind such image concerns.

"Smack your lips?" Zheng Ren had never seen Xie Yiren do that before.

But he immediately discovered that the usually gentle and quiet Xie Yiren was making smacking sounds, eating with great aroma.

"My dad doesn't let me eat much, but I feel that way each skewer can taste like two," Xie Yiren said, a bit shy, "You try."

Even if Zheng Ren's emotional intelligence were low, he wouldn't let Xie Yiren smack her lips and eat the skewers herself at such a moment.

He tried it; the fat in the small skewer burst halfway in his mouth, releasing a meaty fragrance and a flavor called life.

"So fragrant!" Zheng Ren said after smacking his lips on a skewer.

"Right?" Xie Yiren heard the sound from Zheng Ren's mouth and chuckled.

One skewer each, the two finished all ten skewers in just a few minutes.

Zheng Ren held the sticks in his hand, wrapped them in a napkin, waiting to get out of the car to find a trash bin and throw them away.

"By the way, what should we eat?" Xie Yiren only then thought to ask this question.

However, asking or not asking made no difference; Zheng Ren had little interest in eating. Only when he was with Xie Yiren did he feel that eating was quite fun.

Finally, Xie Yiren pulled Zheng Ren to a Shaanxi-flavored restaurant, ordered a few special dishes, and they finished dinner while chatting and laughing.

It was much tastier than lunch, Zheng Ren thought.

Afterwards, Xie Yiren drove to the downtown cinema, having already booked two IMAX movie tickets.

The timing was just right; Zheng Ren naturally took Xiao Yi Ren's hand and entered the theater.

Upon reaching their seats, Zheng Ren looked at the armrest and, in passing, lifted it up.

Recalling how he had once agonized and been confused over how to lift the armrest without leaving a trace, Zheng Ren felt as if in a dream.

Xiao Yi Ren was a bit shy; only after the lights dimmed and the movie began did she lean into Zheng Ren's embrace.

Warm jade, soft fragrance, the light floating strands of hair brushing against his cheek—all of this felt so wonderful.

Zheng Ren immersed himself in the tender atmosphere, forgetting the passage of time.

When the movie had progressed halfway through, Zheng Ren's right eye suddenly went black!

What happened? Zheng Ren's mind immediately conjured diseases like optic nerve damage; his brain's CPU speed instantly peaked, and his blood pressure rose.

Could he have contracted some strange illness?