Chapter 621

Zheng Ren is like a stone, causing ripples in this pond of Hai Cheng.

Over time, the ripples gradually calmed.

After a month, even Professor Rudolf Wagner's calls gradually dwindled.

Another month passed, after the Lunar New Year, people's lives returned to normal.

……

March, early morning, spring warm and flowers blooming, in a sanatorium near Yangcheng.

Zheng Ren was practicing Tai Chi.

He learned this from a guard after arriving here. It's said the guard is a direct descendant of the Yang Family Gully; Zheng Ren didn't bother verifying its truth, and with no emergency shifts, bored, a little activity is good.

"Going out with you is really boring." Su Yun lay on an old-fashioned rattan chair, his black hair swaying above his forehead.

Zheng Ren ignored him, his Tai Chi movements orderly and smooth, flowing like clouds and water.

"Just like an old man, sleeping at nine, rising at five in the morning, and damn practicing Tai Chi." Su Yun said: "I'm leaving today, don't be an eyesore here. Think it over—how to explain to Xie Yiren when you go back, whether to kneel on a washboard or kneel before the CPU."

Upon mentioning Xie Yiren, his fluid motions seemed cut by an invisible blade, pausing slightly; Zheng Ren gathered his breath and finished the form.

"Yi Ren won't be angry." Zheng Ren said.

After several months without night shifts, Zheng Ren's complexion looked much rosier, his whole body full of energy.

"Yo, Boss, you sure are confident." Su Yun said.

"Seeing you off at noon, then we can go to the Imperial Capital, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yeah, Director Kong came a few days ago, saying his ward in the Imperial Capital has allocated ten beds for us. Boss, I'm telling you, those ten beds in the Imperial Capital are worth at least a hundred million." Su Yun said.

"Hmm. Are you missing your phone so much you're going crazy?" Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun's listless expression and laughed.

"It's okay; at first I was really unaccustomed. I got plenty of sleep, spent all day assisting you with surgeries—prostate, liver cirrhosis—damn nauseating." Su Yun said, "Now it's much better; I feel full of positive energy."

Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun's behavior, that bastard, knowing that if he ever left this place, he would definitely be glued to his phone again.

"My phone must have already blown up; I don't know how many girls have left me messages. Guess how many messages your phone has?" Su Yun lazily imagined the scene of his phone returning to his hand.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to think about such a boring thing; he stretched a bit and asked, "What's for lunch?"

"Donkey meat." Su Yun said: "I specially found a chef from the military district who is best at cooking donkey meat."

"Oh."

"Don't keep such a calm expression, okay? I'm telling you, once the donkey meat is cooked it's really especially delicious." Su Yun said: "Pick up a piece of donkey meat and put it in your mouth; the most authentic way is to close your eyes and chew thirty-six times. The donkey meat turns into broth, incredibly fresh."

Zheng Ren simply ignored Su Yun's nagging; to him, talk about chewing donkey meat thirty-six times and such was just nonsense.

Just eating until full is enough; things like being picky about food refinement don't exist for Zheng Ren at all.

Three months ago, departing from Hai Cheng, after reporting to Di Du, he came to the south.

Because the health group judged that Zheng Ren's newly researched prostate interventional embolization technique was not yet mature, they asked for further improvements.

This thus extended the mission time.

But there was no way; under pressure from the System Quest, Zheng Ren, twisting his neck, demanded that while performing prostate interventional embolization, he also do at least a hundred TIPS Surgeries.

Everything was highly classified, even the patients. The senior officials of the health group all thought Zheng Ren was striving for the Nobel Prize, so after repeated dissuasion, they still reluctantly agreed.

After completing the task 【Final Stage of the Pearl on the Crown】, Zheng Ren's Interventional surgery success rate already had a +6 bonus, and his Luck Value also reached +12.

These ultimately became the foundation for smoothly completing the prostate interventional embolization technique.

Moreover, the five months of Surgical Training Time and millions of Experience Points allowed Zheng Ren to transform overnight into a nouveau riche.

In the days without emergency cases, Zheng Ren's life was also very fulfilling. Apart from missing Xie Yiren every day, everything was perfect.

"Right, Director Kong is coming to pick us up, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He should be coming." Su Yun turned over, like a fried egg, flipping to receive the morning sunlight: "He'll bring us here and take us back."

"Then that's good."

"What's wrong? Without him you're still afraid of getting lost?" Su Yun retorted as usual.

"So I don't have to stare at just your face on the plane for months, which has made me a bit nauseous." Zheng Ren said.

The days were boring, and Zheng Ren gradually got used to trading barbs with Su Yun.

In the morning, after glancing at the patient, he finished explaining the precautions to the local doctors and completed the handover.

Around ten o'clock, Director Kong arrived. What was supposed to be a big meal, Zheng Ren still ate absentmindedly.

Su Yun also felt deeply moved by Zheng Ren's temperament.

Originally he could have grown closer to the doctors here, leaving connections for the future, but he remained perpetually aloof, making it impossible for anyone to get close.

At noon, after finishing their meal, a car took Zheng Ren and Su Yun away.

Looking at the receding place, Zheng Ren also felt a faint sense of melancholy.

After all, he had lived there for several months, spending each day only doing surgery, without emergencies, without the leisurely days of massive adrenaline and dopamine secretion. This was the most comfortable time Zheng Ren had experienced since becoming a doctor.

Let's just stay here.

"Zheng Lao Ban, the Shou Bing center prepared for you in Di Du has many procedures still under approval, and the location is a bit farther. Just make do in 912 for now," Director Kong said.

"It's fine." Zheng Ren asked: "Have Yi Ren and them gone?"

"They went after the New Year; we always need nurses to prepare things first." Director Kong said, "As for the doctor selection, Su Yun proposed transferring a doctor named Chang Yue."

"Director Kong, where's my phone?" Su Yun anxiously asked.

"I'll give it to you once we reach the urban area; the signal here is poor." Director Kong said with a smile.

Everything is fine, just not having a phone and being unable to contact the outside world is especially bad.

But Su Yun couldn't help it, hoping that such days would be as few as possible in the future.

However, this is a special situation; generally speaking, cutting off communication with the outside world for about a week is roughly normal.

Prostate interventional embolization is a new technique; perfecting this new technique took a lot of time, which counts as a special situation, so such problems are unlikely to arise in the future.

The car didn't enter the urban area, but instead went directly to the airport along the ring road.

Arriving at the airport, Zheng Ren retrieved his phone; upon opening it, a series of WeChat notification sounds rang out, dense like a series of gunshots.

Seeing the numbers on WeChat continually increase and the missed-call numbers pile up, Zheng Ren was stunned.

Before the phone could finish processing all those messages, a call came in.

……

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This is definitely not the climax; to avoid being 404'd, I can only brush over it briefly.