Chapter 887: and translation of chapter title

Zheng Renping usually showers, finishing in three to five minutes.

But today, he showered for a full twenty minutes. After lathering up five times with body wash, he still felt there was a smell on him.

His skin was rubbed raw, Zheng Ren had no choice but to give up, letting time wash it all away.

He simply ditched his underwear, changed clothes, and Su Yun was still in the shower, humming an unknown tune. Having just been sprayed all over, it seemed to have no psychological Impact on him.

Zheng Ren lit a cigarette and sat by the window, puffing away.

"Boss, today's thing is worth a big meal." Su Yun was showering in the partition; after the splashing water, his voice came through.

"Hmm, what do you want to eat?"

"Now, if you can figure out what to eat, you're awesome!" Su Yun said disdainfully: "Keep track of the bill, after this smell dissipates."

Zheng Ren puffed leisurely on his cigarette, wondering if attaching a bag behind the stent would make things much better.

But once such a modification is to be made, it requires the consumables supplier to research it. This falls into the category of useful equipment that doesn't make much money.

Who knows? Let's not worry about it for now.

Su Yun took a shower like a girl, using a full fifty minutes before coming out.

After changing clothes, he said somewhat regretfully: "Looks like the department needs to have a hair dryer on hand."

Seeing his black hair plastered wet against his forehead, though he was still handsome as hell, he lacked a few strands of heroic spirit, looking a bit disheveled.

Zheng Ren chuckled and said, "I'm heading back."

"Boss, you're just too easygoing." Su Yun nagged, "This kind of dirty work—whoever wants to do it does it. Others would dodge if they could, but you keep taking it on yourself."

This guy, all he knows is to talk after the fact… I never saw him hide before.

Zheng Ren didn't speak either; the lingering, ever-fresh smell still lingered between his mouth and nose—really refreshing.

I don't know how long it will take to dissipate; Zheng Ren didn't dare take a deep breath, quietly returning to the department, where he still sat in the sunny spot and went to the library to read.

Su Yun then ran to the nurse's station to borrow a hair dryer from the nurse girls. Earlier there had been a commotion; the male god arrived, stirring up a pool of spring water.

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More than an hour later, Lin JiaoJiao appeared at the doctor's office door.

"Zheng Lao Ban, are you busy?" Lin JiaoJiao said with a bright smile.

Zheng Ren felt that Lin JiaoJiao was indeed a social butterfly type, and her conduct was orderly, not off-putting.

She had already maximized the resources of 912, almost becoming a stepping stone for high-income businessmen from elsewhere to come to 912 for medical treatment. Using medical resources to exchange for business resources, it's not equal exchange, but each gets what they need.

Of course, the final outcome is that everyone benefits.

Zheng Ren stood up, chuckling, and said: "Sister Lin, why are you so free today?"

"Isn't this bringing Lin Fengming's wife for a check-up? With the diagnosis, we're here to visit and thank Zheng Lao Ban." Lin JiaoJiao said.

Zheng Ren recalled that Lin JiaoJiao was referring to the model with anorexia she had seen when eating with Old Mo.

Wilkie syndrome—just eating more high-calorie food will do; in Zheng Ren's view, this certainly isn't a disease.

He chuckled.

"Zheng Lao Ban, the initial diagnosis was quite clear, unlike the little ground; we are 912, right? But the treatment plans finally given by general surgery and the Blood Vessel side differ." Lin JiaoJiao said: "It can be Shou Bing, or conservative. Later I explained your treatment to you; Old Zhou of the Blood Vessel department agrees with your treatment—just eat high-calorie food, have a fatty padding, and you'll improve a lot."

Zheng Ren knew that he could see it clearly, and the directors of 912 could see it too. Only the treatment for this disease still has Disagreement among everyone.

"Treating illness by eating meals—really, I've never heard of that before." Lin JiaoJiao laughed: "Zheng Lao Ban, do you have time tonight? Honor me with a meal."

"There's still Shou Bing tomorrow." Zheng Ren's first thought was to refuse.

"Zheng Lao Ban, it won't be late; I guarantee you'll be home before eleven." Lin JiaoJiao laughed: "Let's go to Miyun Reservoir to eat… you Dong Bei folks should call it kai jiang fish."

"A resort?" Su Yun asked.

"No, it's an agricultural vegetable planting base."

"Boss, go!" Su Yun urged Zheng Ren without hesitation, showing no sign of what he had just gone through.

"Uh… okay." Zheng Ren said: "But you should drink less."

"Zheng Lao Ban, then it's settled—are you driving yourself or riding in my car?" Lin JiaoJiao asked.

"Xiao Yi Ren will drive, so we won't trouble Sister Lin."

"Alright, I still have something on my end; about twenty or thirty minutes, let's meet at the entrance." After saying that, Lin JiaoJiao walked away laughing.

Zheng Ren looked back at Su Yun, wondering why he was so interested.

"Boss, Miyun Reservoir, resorts and such are boring—too many people; I guess you wouldn't like it." Su Yun said: "But the agricultural vegetable planting base, though it sounds lowbrow, is actually a hidden paradise."

"Are we still allowed to play with this now?" Zheng Ren wondered.

"No, they don't allow it, nor did they let you play. When I was in school, a patient's family asked us to go to Miyun Reservoir. We used a car to pull a yacht, hoisting it into the reservoir. We played for a day, then pulled it back. But now it's not allowed; everyone has become much more honest."

"What's there to see?" Zheng Ren still didn't understand.

"Aren't you supposed to have a romantic date with Xiao Yi Ren? That place would be perfect. Too bad there's a Surgery live broadcast tomorrow; otherwise, staying overnight there, eating, drinking, singing, and stargazing would be utterly delightful." A glint of starlight appeared in Su Yun's eyes.

Zheng Ren thought it over and felt it could work. As long as it's not too late and doesn't interfere with tomorrow's Shou Bing, going out to play is also fine.

Although I myself am dull and boring, sometimes I still need to attend to others' emotions.

"Chang Yue, when will you be free?" Su Yun asked.

In the office, the other doctors' eyes were full of envy. But this is because the team leader Zheng Lao Ban has the ability; I myself am not suited to butt in with a thick face.

"How much longer does this little task need?" Chang Yue countered.

"Boss, get in touch with Yi Ren." Su Yun was obviously enthusiastic, organizing things, looking for the professor and Xiao Oliver together.

Checking the wards in a hurry, the patients were all stable; it looks like they can start being discharged tomorrow.

On Chang Yue's side, he pulled up a folder from the computer and began calling patients preparing for hospitalization and Shou Bing, asking whether their Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion was done.

Going by the order of registration time, those who have completed their Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion get priority. As for whether they consent to the Surgery live broadcast, Chang Yue did not make it a condition for hospitalization.

In her view, the Surgery live broadcast is merely a supplementary condition.

For those whose families are relatively poor and want to save on Shou Bing expenses, they can naturally opt for the Surgery live broadcast. But those who don't want to broadcast shouldn't be deprived of the opportunity for Shou Bing, right?

Zheng Ren didn't mind; Surgery live broadcast such things, as long as a certain quantity is enough, there's no need to drag all patients onto the live broadcast.

They wrapped up the day's work quickly, then got a call from Lin JiaoJiao. Everyone went downstairs and drove off; two cars followed behind Lin JiaoJiao's car, all the way heading for Miyun Reservoir.

Lin JiaoJiao was driving a Mai Teng; in the traffic of Di Du it looked so unremarkable.

Xiao Yi Ren kept staring at the Mai Teng ahead with its hazard lights flashing; Zheng Ren saw that car moving leisurely in the traffic flow, and said with a smile: "Sister Lin is still quite low-key."

"Boss, do you know there are many types of showing off?" Su Yun asked.

"I haven't researched that." Zheng Ren glanced at him, shook his head. For Zheng Ren, studying medicine and living well is the truth. Showing off in front of people is still that deliberate kind; it's completely unnecessary.

Speaking of Maslow's human six-level needs Theory, Su Yun began to chatter on and on, various Theory, reasonable and evidence-based, lively and vivid, it seems he usually puts a lot of thought into them.

"Boss, there are actually flaws in your surgery before and after." After Su Yun finished chattering, his words pointed directly at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren basically didn't hear what he said; showing off such things has nothing to do with his true feelings.

"Ah?" Zheng Ren replied perfunctorily.

"Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times, each time asking, 'Do you have anything to say?' That's a kind of showing off, the nonchalant kind." Su Yun laughed: "I've always thought you could totally apply this."

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"Think about it, when Zhuge Liang said that, what was Meng Huo thinking? It's like that popular online phrase now: 'You damn well caught me, and still ask how I feel!' You say, is Meng Huo angry?"

"……" Zheng Ren really hadn't thought about this.

"If I were you, after each surgery I'd go find Zhao Wenhua that guy and ask, 'Do you have anything to say?' My surgery is so good, what do you feel?" Su Yun said, laughing loudly, looking pleased.

Just this joke is too cold; Zheng Ren, Yi Ren, and Chang Yue in the same car didn't get the punchline.

"You guys are really boring. In your boring lives, my appearance is how fortunate a thing." Su Yun sighed.

"Hmm, this showing off is not bad, could score 60 points." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun knew Zheng Ren was being sarcastic, also didn't bother with him, and said: "Boss, you say who from ancient times to now is the best at showing off?"

"Xie An, who else could it be?" Zheng Ren said offhand.

"That's right!" Su Yun slapped his thigh, laughed: "The little ones having defeated the enemy, then playing chess, after sending them off happily jumping about, even their wooden clogs broke. This scene is famous for ages. But if it weren't for later Zeng Guofan messing it up, it probably wouldn't be so famous."

"How did Zeng Guofan mess it up?" Chang Yue asked curiously.

The Xiang Army besieged Nanjing, the capital of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom; Zeng Guofan was Tension and excited, but having anticipated a high chance of breaking the city, he set up a scheme. Su Yun said with a smile: "Just like Xie An, he found a celebrity to play chess, pretending to be carefree. Later when the battle report came, following procedure, the celebrity should ask, 'How is the battle?' Zeng Guofan then lightly said, 'The little ones have utterly defeated the enemy.'"

"Then what?"

"Zeng Guofan was too excited and fainted all of a sudden." Su Yun laughed loudly, "Showing off until you become an idiot is the quintessential negative example."

"It's said this anecdote was fabricated by later people." Zheng Ren said.

"Who cares." Su Yun said indifferently.

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