Chapter 771: 759 A Deadly Question

Zheng Ren, when you buy vegetables, can you tell if they're good just by a glance, like diagnosing a patient? Xie Yiren asked in the car, smiling.

If we could do a CT scan on chives and garlic, I'd be able to tell. Zheng Ren said seriously, spouting nonsense.

Earnestly spouting nonsense, waiting to go home and eat, Zheng Ren's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed. He sank into the Aston Martin seat, feeling very content.

Xie Yiren was also relaxed, talking more than usual.

It was rush hour, traffic slow. Neither was in a hurry; they crept along, chatting idly.

Zheng Ren gradually understood why Xiao Yi Ren wanted him to buy groceries—after all, besides them, Chang Yue and Su Yun were also at home; though they kept to themselves, it was still different from being just a couple.

That's nice.

Xie Yiren asked Zheng Ren in detail about his experience at the front lines; Zheng Ren, not very articulate, didn't want to describe the tragic scenes to her, so he just gave a brief account.

Even that brief account let Xie Yiren sense a hint of the hardship and gunpowder smell of the front lines.

After all, that bastard Su Yun had slept through the whole day at home; when they went to wake him, he was reluctant and refused to get up.

As they were speaking, Xie Yiren's phone rang.

Chang Yue, we'll be home in over half an hour—are you hungry?

What? Wu Xiaomei's here, and we don't have enough vegetables.

Okay, I got it. We'll talk when we get back; if not, we'll just go out to eat.

After saying that, Xie Yiren hung up.

Zheng Ren, Wu Xiaomei and Zhou Jinxi are here to see you. Xie Yiren said.

…… The two of them? Coming to find me?

Zheng Ren didn't feel particularly guilty; he just felt that Xie Yiren's tone had suddenly turned off.

Only now did Zheng Ren finally sense some danger. He furtively glanced at her with the corner of his eye; seeing her expression somewhat solemn, his heart fluttered with anxiety.

Chang Yue said, little sister is seriously ill. Xie Yiren said, worried.

Although she had never met Wu Xiaomei, she had heard Zheng Ren and Chang Yue mention her. When they were in Hai Cheng, Wu Xiaomei's father had even brought a pole of fresh green vegetables to visit Zheng Ren.

How did she get sick?

She seems under twenty, so she probably doesn't have a serious illness. But although Chang Yue had trouble speaking just now and didn't explain clearly, her tone indicated something major.

After spending a lot of time with Chang Yue, Xie Yiren could notice her subtle changes.

As for Zheng Ren… he's always been adorably clueless, like a silly roe deer from Dong Bei. Of course, if he hadn't said he was fine before going to the front lines and just turned off his phone, Xie Yiren would surely have thought he was different from everyone else.

Zheng Ren was also puzzled, but without seeing the person, saying anything would be pointless.

By the way, I met someone who runs a food business. Zheng Ren thought of Song Ying and said, "If we need any vegetables, we can give him a call."

Oh?

He's basically a patient; I met him when he came to Di Du for research. Through the connection of Director Chu at the CT Shi, he's the boss of Tang Song Restaurant.

Tang Song Restaurant—I've been there twice, the food's not bad, and he's particular about food. Xie Yiren drove, passing a red light.

Song Ying is particular about food?

Zheng Ren instantly recalled Song Ying holding a grilled sausage, his gait giving it a vivid visual.

What else should we cook? I'll call to order the ingredients. Zheng Ren asked.

Hmm…… Xie Yiren pondered, then listed a few items; Zheng Ren's side began contacting.

Song Ying hadn't expected Zheng Ren's call to come so quickly.

Zhou Jinxi also came; a few days ago she messaged Chang Yue, saying her girl group has a charity benefit concert in Modu, inviting you and Chang Yue. Xie Yiren wanted to dispel the speculative atmosphere, thought for a few seconds, and found a topic.

Oh? That girl group can actually hold a concert? Zheng Ren still remembered Zhou Jinxi.

Upon meeting, you might not recognize them, but when the name comes up, what flashes in mind is the sole occasion I used a colonoscope to perform an appendectomy—the technique and the whole process.

If done now, the result would surely be better; Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Of course, their girl group is quite hot right now. Xie Yiren laughed, "But those days I and Chang Yue watched the news channel nonstop, had no mind for the concert, so I just gave a perfunctory reply."

Oh. Zheng Ren nodded, "It's rare they still keep in touch."

Chang Yue said, be careful of Zhou Jinxi. Chang Yue said, she looks at you with the wrong gaze. Xie Yiren said offhandedly, posing a question.

This is absolutely not a free‑point question, but a life‑or‑death question.

Isn't that wrong? Zheng Ren didn't realize he'd already stepped with one foot onto the cliff's edge; his first thought was, Did I botch that surgery that day?

No way, it's just appendicitis—I've practically turned it into an art form, I wouldn't mess it up. Besides, the system's Big Pig Trotter gave the surgery a 100% completion rate; nothing could go wrong.

Then why would she look at me with the wrong gaze? Could it be dissatisfaction with the medical procedure? That shouldn't be the case either.

Xie Yiren noticed Zheng Ren lost in thought, somewhat surprised.

Hey, what are you thinking? After an awkward silence of several seconds, Xie Yiren broke it.

Zheng Ren's reaction exceeded Xie Yiren's expectations; she had imagined how he'd answer, but never pictured him silently pondering deeply.

What's wrong with the medical procedure? I don't think there's anything unstable; she shouldn't bear hostility. Zheng Ren frowned, saying, "Besides, you're an operating‑room nurse; even if you reported it to the medical mediation board, it wouldn't involve you. I performed the surgery, and Chang Yue wrote the case record."

The two of them, with two lines of thought, instantly sent the situation down different paths.

Fools have their own luck; unaware of danger, they nevertheless walked past as if on level ground.

Xie Yiren smiled, and while waiting for the red light, she glanced sideways at Zheng Ren.

This guy was still pondering the details of the surgery before and after.

No, it's not that; Zhou Jinxi seems to like you a bit. Xie Yiren laughed.

Huh? She likes me? What does Zhou Jinxi look like again? Zheng Ren muttered to himself.

But he instantly sensed the atmosphere was off, and immediately sat up formally.

Definitely not liking me. Zheng Ren, as someone with a keen sense of psychology, immediately rejected Xie Yiren's view: "I estimate that back then her career was just starting; she needed an appendectomy that would leave a scar, which for her was a huge trauma.

So Zhou Jinxi was terrified then; when I gave her the surgery, it was tantamount to saving her career. This is a well‑known psychological theory called the Ryan‑Des syndrome.

……

Half an hour later, Zheng Renhe and Xie Yiren returned to Golden Palm; Zheng Ren carried the vegetables and went upstairs with Xie Yiren.

Opening the door, the first thing that came into view was Chang Yue's somewhat gloomy face.

Something's happened!