Chapter 606: 597 Has Become a Legend

Lin JiaoJiao rattled off a pile of reasons, leaving Zheng Ren bewildered.

But Zheng Ren grasped Lin JiaoJiao's basic point: sending this limited-edition box of radish cubes together would definitely have a better effect than sending just one.

All right, Zheng Ren went along with it and took the exquisitely crafted box from Lin JiaoJiao's hands.

At the moment he took it, Zheng Ren almost felt hostility in the gaze of the female assistant standing behind Lin JiaoJiao.

But it seemed like an illusion; that look flashed and was gone, and when Zheng Ren glanced over, the female assistant still wore her professional gentle smile, unchanged.

"Young Boss Zheng, I won't bother you any further," Lin JiaoJiao said after handing over the box, then added, "I still have things to attend to at home, I'm heading back now."

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Now Zheng Ren, who had been worrying about how to entertain Lin JiaoJiao, was dumbfounded. She brought exactly what he needed, didn't drink a sip of water, and turned and left.

This time he really owed someone a big favor.

"Sister Lin, you have to at least eat a bite before you go," Zheng Ren blurted out after holding back for a few seconds.

Lin JiaoJiao laughed hysterically.

Indeed he was a surgery dog; at this moment he could have said a thousand things, yet he chose the worst few to say.

But this type of person is easiest to deal with; having already put on the proper attitude, staying longer would only have a negative effect.

"No need," Lin JiaoJiao laughed. "I heard Director Kong say that Young Boss Zheng will be going to Di Du in a few days; then sis will give you a welcome party."

Faced with Lin JiaoJiao's enthusiastic yet appropriate words, Zheng Ren had nothing to say.

After seeing Lin JiaoJiao off, Zheng Ren returned to the office and only then noticed he had casually placed the box of lipstick on his desk.

He didn't know how much that box of lipstick was worth.

But… it seemed a bit too casual. While Zheng Ren conducted self‑critique, he put the lipstick away.

Returning to the office again, Zheng Ren glanced at the sky.

Still, dark clouds covered the sky, and the biting north wind could not disperse the thick layers.

Without the sun, sitting in the office felt cold no matter what.

Zheng Ren poured a cup of hot water, held it in his palms, and resumed his usual reading.

Perhaps because of the weather, or perhaps the night‑shift god was tired, the emergency department had been unusually quiet these days.

With only two or three surgeries a day, Zheng Ren regarded it as adjusting his life.

December 10 finally arrived.

Perhaps it was pre‑homecoming jitters, but Zheng Ren felt a bit lost first thing in the morning. He worried that Su Yun would mess up Xie Yiren's birthday party, and also worried that today would be hectic.

After all, the past few days had been light shifts; Zheng Ren could only hope tonight wouldn't be busy.

By day it remained calm; that group of people looked no different than usual, but Zheng Ren couldn't tell if it was his imagination, yet they always seemed shifty‑eyed.

Just after finishing his shift, Zheng Ren received a call from Director Kong.

Director Kong said that the first batch of three doctors from Hospital 912 awaiting promotion to inpatient chief, sent to aid Haicheng First Hospital, would be led by one inpatient chief, and their flight would arrive this afternoon.

Moreover, Director Kong told Zheng Ren that someone would come to pick him up tomorrow to prepare for the mission.

Zheng Ren was very troubled.

"Disappear into the human world?" He had just celebrated Xie Yiren's birthday, and things were heating up; besides, Xie Yiren's parents were due back soon. Although he had a headache, some things simply had to be faced.

Could it be that he would miss it?

How should he explain this to Xie Yiren?

Saying it outright would definitely not work. Zheng Ren still remembered the day Director Kong, he and Su Yun were given the mission, when Old Director Pan stood guard like a sentinel at his office door.

Old Director Pan cautioned, "Keep your lips sealed."

Zheng Ren had never imagined he'd be involved in a secret mission.

Having no other idea, he could only grit his teeth and go through with it.

Considering Xiao Yi Ren's temperament, he probably wouldn't get angry… probably wouldn't get angry… probably…

In the morning Zheng Ren absentmindedly read for a while; in the afternoon, Director Pan took Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the airport to pick up the doctors coming to assist.

Besides Director Pan, the head of the Hospital Director's Office, Ding Zhongtai, also went on behalf of President Xiao to greet the assisting doctors.

Also along for the ride was Section Chief Zhou of the Medical Department.

Yesterday, Haicheng First Hospital received a notice from the Provincial Health Commission stating that, as part of a military‑civilian joint construction project, Di Du 912 Hospital would send personnel to support Haicheng First Hospital.

There are no impermeable walls in this world; after Director Kong's previous visit and the decisions made, news had already leaked out on the City First Hospital side.

After receiving confirmation from the Provincial Health Commission, President Xiao was naturally overjoyed.

Zheng Ren wasn't sure of his own standing, but being able to connect with Di Du 912 Hospital was nothing short of a meteoric rise.

Even President Xiao had already begun to consider establishing an Academician Work Station at City First Hospital to boost the reputation of Haicheng First Hospital.

In future hospital annals, it will be recorded that a certain Xiao established the Academician Work Station.

Su Yun was indifferent; in his view, all the inpatient chiefs at Di Du were about the same, so there was no need for Director Pan to personally pick them up.

But this is a matter of courtesy; for a pleasant cooperation, both sides must make a good impression.

A mindset like Su Yun's is absolutely unacceptable.

The plane still arrived twenty minutes early, but this time the doctors came out relatively late, probably because they were in economy and had to collect their luggage.

After all, they would be staying in Haicheng for three to six months before the next batch relieved them; they definitely needed to bring all their daily necessities and spare clothes.

As the crowd thinned out, Zheng Ren saw a "familiar" face appear before him.

Because Director Kong had given advance notice, Zheng Ren didn't fail to recognize the person this time.

It was Wang Zong, head of the General Surgery Department at Hospital 912.

Zheng Ren remembered that he was supposed to jump ship to Haixi Hospital, and couldn't fathom why he showed up here.

But he still needed to show enthusiasm; seeing Wang Zong's beaming smile, arms wide open and rushing toward him, Zheng Ren embraced him like an old friend.

Wang Zong went to hug Su Yun, but Su Yun spurned him.

"I only hug women." Su Yun threw out that line.

Regarding Su Yun's attitude, Wang Zong didn't mind. Su Yun, among the middle generation in Di Du, held a special status that others could not match.

Even someone like Zhao Yunlong had to admit the gap.

Not convinced? You punk, go try a heart transplant.

Zheng Ren introduced Director Pan to Wang Zong, then it was just routine pleasantries. The other three were curious about Zheng Ren; this Chief Zheng from Hai Cheng, in Di Du, was already a legendary figure.

Everyone knew that without Zheng Ren, Fang Lin would surely be dead. This time Fang Lin came hopping high, but was suppressed by Professor Gu.

Emergency rescue is one thing, but Wang Zong said on the way that the Hai Cheng Chief Zheng had helped diagnose his P-J Syndrome and even performed the surgery on stage—these deeds could be called legendary.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they boarded the hospital-arranged Iveco and headed straight for Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.