Chapter 729: with translation of chapter title

718 This phone is my dad's.

…… Zheng Ren didn't even look at this guy, then continued eating.

"Can you understand that?" Su Yun asked out of the blue.

"No problem." Zheng Ren said vaguely, his mouth couldn't open properly, plus there was food inside, his voice sounded like dough, mixed together: "After thrombectomy, the blood vessel is relatively smooth; even if some capillaries are cut off, it's no big deal. If someone assists, the surgery completion rate will be higher. If no one, it won't have a big Impact."

"Boss, don't just fall asleep like that." Su Yun's topic shifts anytime, anywhere, like an antelope's horns, untraceable: "If you fall asleep with food in your mouth, a mis-swallow will require resuscitation. Even if resuscitation succeeds, rice grains will enter the respiratory tract, causing a widespread lung infection……"

"Say something pleasant." Zheng Ren lowered his head, picking at the fragrant meal, with difficulty. From him, one couldn't tell how delicious the food was.

"Nice, a few more pelvic fracture and retroperitoneal large hematoma patients have come in—do you want to do them together or hand them to Mu Tao?"

"Let's do them together; pelvic fracture is more urgent." Zheng Ren endured the pain from the bruise at the corner of his mouth, shoved food into his mouth in big mouthfuls, and swallowed it down in a few gulps.

"Usually there's no feeling; just being full is enough." Zheng Ren said: "Shou Bing, shou Bing. There's still a thrombectomy Shou Bing to do; after I finish, I'll bring the pelvic fracture patient up."

"Now there aren't many severe pelvic fracture patients left, Boss." Su Yun suddenly said.

"Hmm, not many is fine." Zheng Ren gave a casual reply, not sure if he caught Su Yun's meaning.

"Doctor Zheng, have a sip of water to ease yourself." Chief Jiang thoughtfully handed him a bottle of pure water.

Zheng Ren twisted it open, took a small sip, then placed the water on the operating table.

Water, Zheng Ren doesn't dare drink too much. Drinking too much means he'd have to go to the restroom, losing one or two Minutes, which is especially annoying.

All are doctors doing Shou Bing; how could Chief Jiang not know Zheng Ren's meaning?

He saw Zheng Ren enter the Operating Room and let out a soft sigh.

He saw Zheng Ren enter the Operating Room, and sighed lightly.

……

Xie Yiren drove to Hospital 912.

After a few days, she had already become familiar with the place.

Though familiar, familiar, that figure is missing here, always unable to give Xie Yiren a sense of belonging; she feels empty and uneasy.

Xie Yiren's daily routine is Shou Bing; after surgery, she holds her phone, browsing news and videos of Earthquake Relief on major video sites, hoping to find that familiar figure.

Xie Yiren's daily routine is Shou Bing; after the Shou Bing, she holds her phone, browsing news and videos about Earthquake Relief on major video websites, hoping to find that familiar figure.

That familiar figure is like a fleeting glimpse, only showing its head in the first day's news, then vanishing without a trace.

Although she can't find it, she still goes home each day and lounges on the sofa, aimlessly holding her PAD and watching.

Chang Yue is calmer than Xie Yiren, and her workload is also greater.

Professor Rudolf Wagner's Shou Bing is very quick; with the new technique, collateral damage is especially small, postoperative effects are good, and patient turnover is very rapid.

In a short time, the Professor has already completed over ten TIPS Surgeries.

When the patient steps down, all the miscellaneous matters and records are Chang Yue's responsibility.

Moreover, there is corresponding data to record, involving many more procedures and work than for ordinary patients.

Early in the morning, the two got up, sporting dark circles; Xie Yiren was going to make breakfast.

However, Chang Yue didn't let her; after a quick wash-up, she pulled Xie Yiren to the breakfast stall at the neighborhood gate, bought two egg pancakes, and casually had a bite.

Recently, Xie Yiren has been absent-minded; the food she makes either forgets salt or gets salted two or three times—basically it's inedible.

Having half-heartedly eaten, Xie Yiren drove to Hospital 912.

The two got out of the car, went upstairs, and bumped into a red-faced Professor Rudolf Wagner.

He didn't know how long he had waited; seeing the two approach, he happily went to meet them.

"Guess who called me yesterday?" the Professor said, waving his phone, his blond hair flying.

He hadn't washed his hair for several days; his blond locks were tangled, looking like many small braids.

"It couldn't be those two guys, right?" Chang Yue pretended not to care, adjusting her glasses.

Her eyes held a hint of doubt: how could those two guys have called the Professor first? Shouldn't they have called Xie Yiren and herself to report safety?

The Professor didn't grasp these details; in his view, the Boss being alive is the happiest thing in the world.

Before he could show off, Xie Yiren snatched the phone away.

"Where's the phone?" Xie Yiren asked directly, having lost all her former tranquility and restraint.

"Here, here." Professor Rudolf Wagner unlocked the phone, opened it, and found the call log.

He pointed at a number with a finger as thick as a carrot, saying happily.

He pointed at a number with a finger as thick as a small carrot, speaking happily and cheerfully.

This number…… looks so familiar.

She couldn't believe it, confirming it several times, then took out her own phone, finally verified it, and mechanically returned the Professor's phone.

"Yi Ren, what's wrong?" Chang Yue saw Xie Yiren's expression was off and immediately asked with concern.

"This phone is my dad's." Xie Yiren picked up the phone and dialed.

She calls her parents every day, but most of the time she calls her mother.

Anyway, when they're together, it doesn't matter who she calls.

These days, Xie Yiren has been like a sleepwalker, not contacting her parents. She never imagined that Zheng Ren would actually use his own father's phone to contact Fugui'er.

These days, Xie Yiren is like a sleepwalker, not contacting her parents. She never expected that Zheng Ren would actually use his family's old telephone to contact Fugui'er.

The phone rang, and not long after, the other end answered.

"Yi Ren, what's up?" Xie Ning's voice was warm and affectionate, making one feel close.

"Dad, you went to the front line?" Xie Yiren asked.

Xie Ning is quite clear-headed; no matter when, he's always the same. After a slight puzzlement, he immediately understood the whole story.

"Yeah, I even ran into your little boyfriend." Xie Ning laughed.

"Yeah, I even ran into your little boyfriend." Xie Ning laughed.

"..." Xie Yiren's hand trembled a little.

Seeing such a major matter as meeting the parents, Xie Yiren had imagined it countless times in her mind. But she never expected that the two had already met, and she still knew nothing.

This is too absurd. Zheng Ren that guy…… won't be acting foolish, right……

"He went to the front; two days ago the main force advanced and brought back the wounded." Xie Ning simply reported that he was safe, "He's fine, pretty good."

"Mm." Xie Yiren's voice was like a mosquito's, barely audible.

"Work well at home; the personnel here are already full. We don't lack people, we lack equipment." Xie Ning seemed to have guessed Xie Yiren's thought, directly cutting off her reckless desire to come to the front.

"He must be going through a lot, right?"

Not bad, just finished eating, currently in Shou Bing.

"Take care of your health."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Ning gave a slight shake of her head—this girl, all she did was ask whether Zheng Ren was suffering hardship, without even thinking to ask about herself?

Xie Yiren put down her phone, biting the hair tie, and with both hands pulled her shoulder-length hair up.

Chang Yue sensed something was off and asked, "Yi Ren, what are you trying to do?"

"I'm going to the front." Xie Yiren's voice was not loud, but very firm.