Chapter 774: with translation of chapter title

"Chief Zheng..." Wu Xiaomei glanced at Zheng Ren nervously, her words trailing off.

Zheng Zong? Actually "Chief Zheng" means Chief Zheng, and "Zheng Ren" means Zheng Ren.

She felt torn and conflicted.

- no names.

Do you trust Zheng Ren? To be honest, she doesn't.

- Zheng Ren.

But if she doesn't believe him? What Zheng Ren said is exactly what she most wants to hear.

- Zheng Ren.

She came all the way from Modu to the capital just to hear these words.

Modu (Magic Capital) and Di Du (Imperial Capital) appear.

Seeing Wu Xiaomei's expression, with tears still wet, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's fine, don't worry."

- Wu Xiaomei, Zheng Ren.

"Boss, saying that makes you seem insincere," Su Yun said, slumped on the sofa, still half-asleep.

Boss might refer to Zheng Ren, but actually "Boss" is Boss, and the person is Su Yun.

On the front lines, he said he'd sleep three days and three nights when he got back, and it turned out to be true.

- no names.

"Um... what did you just say was so expensive?" Zheng Ren didn't know how to explain, so he tapped the lab report in his hand and asked.

- Zheng Ren.

"Wow, boss! What do you need?" Su Yun suddenly perked up, jumped up, and made an exaggerated expression.

- Boss, Su Yun.

"It seems to be turbot; Yi Ren said she wanted it steamed." Zheng Ren tried to recall, but wasn't sure.

Yi Ren and Zheng Ren.

It's just a fish—how could it cost over 8,000?

- none.

Regarding Wu Xiaomei's condition, Zheng Ren thought there wasn't much to say. All that's needed is to take her for a checkup; seeing it himself would give him about 70-80% certainty.

- Wu Xiaomei, Zheng Ren.

To be completely certain, only a pathology test will do.

- none.

Zheng Ren thought for a moment, picked up his phone, and started looking for a number. Meanwhile, Su Yun shouted loudly, "Yi Ren, is it turbot? Why is it so expensive!"

- Zheng Ren, Su Yun, Yi Ren.

"Yes, it's turbot—today's is especially good, looks like it was air‑freighted from Northern Europe, fresh. How much? Don't forget the phone number; we can order more from his place later." Xie Yi replied while busy.

Xie Yiren appears. Also "his/her home" is not a name.

Northern Europe… air freight…

- none.

Su Yun blew out a breath, her black hair fluttering over her forehead.

- Su Yun.

Only then did Zheng Ren notice that this guy had washed his hair at some point, and that strand of black hair was back in view.

- Zheng Ren.

Looking at it, it felt so familiar, as if he were back in Haicheng.

Hai Cheng (Sea City).

"From Northern Europe? Not the artificially bred kind from Shandong?" Zheng Ren flipped through the phone book and said.

- Zheng Ren.

"8,000 yuan per fish—if it's the farmed kind from Shandong, I'll go find that boss and fight him to the death." Su Yun said weakly, "Boss, reimburse..."

Boss, Su Yun.

"Got it, help me contact them; after dinner I'll take Wu Xiaomei for an ultrasound." Zheng Ren said.

- Zheng Ren, Wu Xiaomei.

He found Dr. Shen's number and realized that guy was no longer the inpatient chief—he'd already left work and was probably eating.

Doctor Shen, Inpatient Chief.

"Only when you need something do you come to me—don't forget to reimburse me for the meal." Su Yun muttered.

- Su Yun.

Zheng Ren knew this guy wasn't short on money and didn't mind his nagging. The key was that Zheng Ren himself had to come up with that much cash, which pained him a little, and he'd have to wait until the September 12 payday.

- Zheng Ren.

Thinking this through, Zheng Ren suddenly wondered whether he should find a professor to accept the charitable donation.

Zheng Ren, Charitable Donation. Also the term "Professor" appears but is not in the glossary, so we ignore it.

"Yi Ren, how much longer until dinner?" Su Yun asked while holding her phone and dialing.

- Yi Ren, Su Yun.

"Keep working, we'll eat in half an hour." Cook Xie Yi replied.

Xie Yiren as "Cook Xie Yiren". Also "Cook" is not a name.

"Hello, it's me."

- none.

"Are you on duty?"

- none.

"Oh, okay, I'll be there soon. Bring someone familiar for the ultrasound."

- none.

"No way—I can't trust your skill. My boss will go and do it himself."

Boss.

"Alright, we'll talk when we meet."

- none.

After hanging up, Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, I didn't misunderstand you, did I?"

- Su Yun, Zheng Ren, Boss.

"Mm, doing the ultrasound myself would be more reassuring." Zheng Ren smiled.

- Zheng Ren.

Zhou Jinxi asked carefully, "Doctor Zheng, what is it called—cholesterol... something?"

Zhou Jinxi, Doctor Zheng.

"Cholesterol granuloma." Zheng Ren said.

- Zheng Ren.

Zhou Jinxi didn't ask anything else; she just looked at Zheng Ren, questioning him with her eyes.

- Zhou Jinxi, Zheng Ren.

"This is an uncommon change: it means the catheter dilates and ruptures, releasing lipid‑rich material into the surrounding tissue, which causes cholesterol crystals to form, accompanied by an inflammatory reaction to foreign substances." Zheng Ren said earnestly.

Zheng Ren, Catheter appears as "Catheter". Also "Theory" maybe not; but the term refers to Catheter.

Zhou Jinxi and Wu Xiaomei listened to Zheng Ren's explanation, half‑believing, half‑doubting.

- Zhou Jinxi, Wu Xiaomei, Zheng Ren.

"This is just one view; another theory holds that catheter dilation is accompanied by pericatheter inflammation and vessel‑wall injury, and the lipid‑rich material released from the dilated catheter forms cholesterol crystals, which then infiltrate the inflammatory granulation tissue, producing a cholesterol granuloma."

Theory appears? The line includes "another theory". So "Theory" appears, which maps to Theory in the glossary. Also Catheter appears again.

Zheng Ren's explanation left Zhou Jinxi and Wu Xiaomei feeling dazed.

- Zheng Ren, Zhou Jinxi, Wu Xiaomei.

Su Yun curled her lip in a scornful smile; if no one were around, she'd surely have jumped up to contradict Zheng Ren. Why say all that? Just tell Wu Xiaomei her breasts are too big—her development caused the catheter to rupture, leaking cholesterol and forming a granuloma, problem solved.

Su Yun, Wu Xiaomei, Zheng Ren, Catheter.

This doctor is truly unqualified. His ability to communicate with patients deserves a poor rating.

None.

Well, it could also be because little Yi Ren is at home, so he can't be that explicit.

Xiao Yi Ren.

"Anyway, after we finish eating I'll take you to the hospital. If the ultrasound looks good, we'll do a minor procedure under local anesthesia tomorrow, and the frozen section during surgery will tell us what it is." Zheng Ren smiled, "By this time tomorrow you'll probably already be in Modu."

Zheng Ren, Modu (Magic Capital). Also Hospital appears.

"Doctor Zheng." Wu Xiaomei adjusted her clothes, tears glistening as she looked at Zheng Ren, trying to act mature. She said, "I had saved a little money, but I don't even want to see a doctor anymore—this illness just pours money down a bottomless pit."

Doctor Zheng, Wu Xiaomei.

"Don't think like that." Zheng Ren interjected.

- Zheng Ren.

"I've been thinking about fixing a road in the village—I don't have much money, but if we properly improve the dirt road, it would help a lot." Wu Xiaomei said, "You really need to give me a serious answer; I don't want to..."

- Wu Xiaomei.

"Oh? Your awareness is that high?" Su Yun remarked.

- Su Yun.

"Never mind." Zhou Jinxi sighed, "No amount of pulling can stop it—Xiao Mei called the village chief. But a few hours later, the chief said he'd consulted the villagers: every household must contribute 500 yuan before the road can be built."

Zhou Jinxi, Xiao Yi Ren (little sister). Also Village Head not in glossary.

"……" This time even Su Yun was stunned.

- Su Yun.

Damn it.

- none.

"Doctor Zheng, if I really can't make it, living another year or two wouldn't mean much. I'll ask around the village; if that fails, I'll bring my parents to Haicheng—though they'd surely not be used to it." Wu Xiaomei began to agonize again.

- Doctor Zheng, Wu Xiaomei, Hai Cheng.

"Not that serious." Zheng Ren waved his hand, "I think it's most likely a false alarm. Let's eat properly, and after dinner I'll take you to the hospital."

- Zheng Ren, Hospital.

"Dinner's ready, come to the table." Xie Yi said from the kitchen.

- Xie Yiren.

They said it would be half an hour, but it actually didn't take that long.

- none.

During the meal, the food was tasteless. Chang Yue, distracted, kept helping Xie Yi with chores, messing up many tasks—she'd be better off letting Xie Yi do it herself.

Chang Yue, Xie Yiren.

Once the dishes were served, Su Yun kept reaching for the treasure fish with his chopsticks, fiercely, as if intending to eat back the 8000 yuan in one meal.

Zhou Jinxi had little appetite, but she obviously knew more than Wu Xiaomei. Speaking of duobao, this kind of cold-water fish, it's thorough.

After finishing a simple meal, Zheng Ren wanted to take Zhou Jinxi and Wu Xiaomei to the hospital. Chang Yue felt uneasy, and also felt awkward leaving Xie Yiren alone to clean up the dishes, so she pulled Xie Yiren out the door.

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Note 1: Something I heard A Few Years Ago should be true.