Chapter 607: with translation of chapter title

Arriving at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, the hospital organized a welcome ceremony.

Zheng Ren, seeing this, involuntarily felt fatigue in his heart.

After the simple welcome ceremony, Director Xiao took several people on a tour of the places where they would later study and work—the City First Hospital's Jizhen Da Lou.

Official events are inevitably dull and lengthy, but the more so, the more ceremonial they feel.

After a busy afternoon, at dinner time Director Xiao necessarily personally went out to welcome and cleanse the dust for the several doctors who had come far from Di Du.

However, Wang Zong and the others first stated their attitude: 912 required them to enter work mode as soon as they got off the plane.

Military orders are as immovable as a mountain; drinking is not allowed.

Director Xiao felt some regret, but since they were working for City First Hospital, it was not appropriate to be picky.

A drinking party without alcohol is especially boring.

Zheng Ren sat in the corner, lonely, desolate, and cold. He hoped that the Emergency Department would have an emergency surgery, after which he could lead the team back. For tonight's meal, he could not attend the gathering where Xie Yiren celebrated her birthday in the Evening.

Although Xiao Yi Ren said nothing, Zheng Ren was still unhappy.

For Zheng Ren, performing surgery is far happier than facing the president and the office director; let alone being together with Xiao Yi Ren.

At around eight o'clock, as luck would have it, the Emergency Department finally called, saying that a patient with an acute appendicitis had just been admitted.

Wang Zong immediately expressed, wanting to familiarize himself with the operating room.

Thus, under the demands of a crowd of young people, the drinking party ended directly, and Zheng Ren brought Wang Zong and them back to the City First Hospital's Jizhen Da Lou to prepare for surgery.

Entering the corridor of the Jizhenbingfang, the patient's family were startled.

A crowd surged in, and between their gestures there naturally bore a heroic bearing.

A group changed into White Coat, began physical examinations and inquiries, and prepared for surgery.

At home they were dazed; the Emergency Department said it wasn't acute appendicitis, right? Could it be that they hadn't told him the truth?

Actually, what serious illness is it?

Otherwise, why would so many doctors appear at once? Moreover, this group looks different from the doctors of Hai Cheng.

The patient's beloved was somewhat timid; she quietly pulled Zheng Ren to one side and anxiously asked, "Doctor, I... what exactly is my beloved's illness?"

Zheng Ren stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"It's just acute appendicitis; a small operation, and she'll recover quickly." Zheng Ren smiled to comfort her, then said, "Our hospital and Di Du's 912 Hospital are jointly built; these are all doctors sent from Di Du to support Hai Cheng."

The patient's family immediately looked astonished and asked, "Then my beloved's surgery..."

"It will be performed by the doctors from Di Du."

Unexpectedly, they had found a treasure; the patient's family broke into a smile and immediately went back to tell the patient the news.

"Chief Zheng, how many patients do you have on this side?" Wang Zong came over and asked.

Upon hearing such a question, Zheng Ren immediately thought of Director Kong. He immediately put on a stern expression and said, "Wang Zong, one must not speak recklessly."

Wang Zong, being a frontline clinical person, immediately understood Zheng Ren's meaning; he gave a hehe smile and made a glance.

"Usually it's fine. But last time, Director Kong drank a bit, said he wanted to see, and over twenty emergency cases came in one evening." Zheng Ren recalled, still feeling lingering fear, "Doing surgery all night left us utterly exhausted."

Wang Zong nodded; this kind of mistake, he would not commit.

Regarding this patient, Zheng Ren did not attend to him; instead, he watched Wang Zong conduct the inquiry and physical examination, then helped push the patient to the operating room.

The Inpatient Chief from Di Du handled things with order and method; Zheng Ren could find no fault. The first surgery let Wang Zong familiarize himself with the procedures on this side, and that was sufficient.

Mainly, just know the doors; don't change clothes and end up in the female Gengyishi.

The surgery went very smoothly; it was a simple, pure appendicitis, and even if one wanted to spend more time on it, it couldn't be done.

After coming down from the stage, Zheng Ren took Wang Zong on a round of the wards and the Emergency Department observation room, telling him the scope of responsibility of the Inpatient Chief.

Especially reminding Wang Zong that everything was to assist Director Pan's work; Wang Zong naturally understood this, as they were merely passersby, having little contact or interaction with Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.

On the way back to the Jizhenbingfang, Zheng Ren recalled something and asked, "Wang Zong, I remember when you were in Di Du, you said you wanted to resign and go to Haixi Hospital, right?"

"Mm." Wang Zong nodded slightly and said, "Recently something came up."

"Coming this time to support, does this count as going to an underdeveloped area lacking elderly and youth?" Zheng Ren said half-seriously, half-jokingly; since Wang Zong didn't speak, he didn't press further.

"Sigh, I still want to leave. But I'm a bit reluctant, and there are also procedural issues." Wang Zong sighed and said.

Zheng Ren did not dissuade him; each person has their own choice, just as he himself insisted on staying in Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.

It's not good to talk too much about things that have nothing to do with oneself.

Continuing the handover work with Wang Zong, one can imagine that after a week to half a month of adjustment, the Emergency Department of Haicheng Shi Yiyuan will experience a tremendous leap-forward development.

At around ten o'clock, Su Yun directly pulled Zheng Ren away and said to Wang Zong, "We still have matters on our side; you look after this side."

"All right, Yun Ge'er." Wang Zong responded with a hearty laugh.

"If there's something you can't solve, call; don't tough it out alone." Su Yun's way of speaking was still unpopular, but Wang Zong seemed already prepared, merely responding with a smile.

Su Yun pulled Zheng Ren away from the Jizhen Da Lou, out the gate, and snowflakes were drifting in the sky.

"Boss, your luck is really good; I'm starting to feel a bit envious." Su Yun sighed, "When it snows, it's the most romantic."

"How are you preparing over there? Won't there be any problems?" Zheng Ren asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Su Yun still had a mysterious look.

Feng Xu Hui's car had been waiting early at the entrance; just as he was about to get in, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that he had not taken the box of diced radish that Lin JiaoJiao had brought for him.

He immediately jumped out of the car, sprinted all the way to the Zhibanshi to fetch the box, then ran back.

Su Yun looked astonished at the box Zheng Ren was holding in his hands, as if he were looking at an alien.

After getting in the car, Su Yun asked, "Boss, are you changing your nature?"

"Ah?"

"A straight-as-steel man, holding in his hand a box of 36-colored diced radish, seemingly a limited edition, no matter how you look at it, it feels like the end of the world," Su Yun said.

"Oh." Zheng Ren, too lazy to bother with him, gave vague, noncommittal noises.

A few seconds later, Su Yun suddenly came to his senses.

"I understand! No wonder a few days ago Sister Lin asked me about your girlfriend. Was it you who asked Sister Lin to buy a birthday gift for Xiao Yi Ren?" Su Yun, being extremely clever—almost demonic—guessed the truth in an instant.

"Yeah, I figured Sister Lin is in the beauty business, earning women's money, so she knows better what women like." Zheng Ren said: "In that regard, she's indeed very professional."

"Professional?!" Su Yun snapped: "Boss, you couldn't smell the strong scent of money on this box?"

"Um..." Zheng Renye had also thought of that, but he didn't have that imagination.

He couldn't guess how much this box of radish cubes was worth.

Su Yun saw Zheng Renyi's clueless expression, shook his head, and ignored him.