Chapter 995: with translation of chapter title

After saying a few words to Wu Lao, Zheng Ren bid farewell and went to the ward to see the patients.

Six patients, diagnosis correct, conditions relatively good, very suitable for Shou Bing.

Zheng Ren estimated the Shou Bing time, had Mu Tao book an Airplane Ticket back to Di Du for tomorrow Afternoon, then greeted Wu Lao and prepared to return to the hotel to rest.

Just arrived downstairs, Zheng Ren saw the people he had just seen in Wu Lao's office crowding around a girl about twenty years old, waiting at the entrance of the Inpatient Department.

Zheng Ren pretended not to see, chatted and laughed with Su Yun, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, several black shadows appeared in front of him, one using an arm to block Zheng Ren's path.

Su Yun's sword brows rose, she glanced askance at that person, and said to Zheng Ren: "Trained, I estimate I can only take on one."

Zheng Ren chuckled; Su Yun's line of thinking is truly peculiar—wanting to solve everything with a fight, what a hot-blooded chuunibyou youth.

"Mr. Zheng, right?" the girl immediately came to Zheng Ren's side, furrowed her brows and asked: "My name is Zou Yu; please guide me."

"Anything?" Zheng Ren asked.

"My father will be here soon; please trouble yourself to take a look."

"Me?" Zheng Ren exclaimed in surprise.

"Doctor Smith of the Mayo Clinic recommended you..." saying this, Zou Yu herself wasn't quite sure, pausing slightly.

"Oh, I don't know anyone from the Mayo Clinic." Zheng Ren laughed: "I still have things to do on my end, please make way."

A hint of disbelief flickered across Zou Yu's face; she looked at Zheng Ren puzzled, as if she hadn't heard clearly what he was saying.

"Are you sure you're talking to me?" Zou Yu looked at Zheng Ren and said arrogantly.

"Huh? Are you trying to arbitrarily restrict my personal freedom?" Zheng Ren also somewhat puzzled, asked.

"You..." Zou Yu's pretty face turned cold. Just as she was about to erupt, her assistant lightly touched her from behind and whispered a few words in her ear.

Zou Yu's complexion kept changing, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, she regarded Zheng Ren with an incredulous gaze.

Zheng Ren also didn't know what had happened, but regarding things like Gu poison, Zheng Ren truly didn't want to get involved. Although the System Quest reminded that Gu poison was in quotation marks, the mission description's note that existing technology cannot explain it reminded Zheng Ren of the complexity of this disease.

Moreover, from a certain perspective, that Mr. Zou whom he hasn't met is not his patient, so Zheng Ren naturally wouldn't rush to provoke trouble.

"Mr. Zheng, there was earlier verbal offense; please forgive." Zou Yu's face was grim, but she endured and said.

Her pale neck slightly flushed red; when angry, Blood Pressure Increase, causing Capillary to become engorged—a manifestation.

"It's fine, I'm going back to rest." Zheng Ren gave a slight smile, skirted around this group, and left with Su Yun and the professor.

Mu Tao said somewhat apologetically: "Zheng Lao Ban, I've caused you trouble."

"It's not related to you." Zheng Ren said.

"Sigh." Mu Tao thought it over, still felt it was a hassle, started the vehicle, and took Zheng Ren away.

"Boss, have you ever encountered Gu poison?" Su Yun asked.

"No. I've read in books; the clearest record is from the notes of Qing dynasty calligrapher Chen Guojun in 1916. His servant contracted Gu poison, but the described symptoms differ from those of this Mr. Zou." Zheng Ren said.

"I also think it's nonsense." Su Yun said: "The 'gu' character in oracle bone script looks like a container raising many worms; interpreted pictographically, that's indeed the case."

"The Zuozhuan says that 'min worms' are gu, which should also mean this." Mu Tao added a sentence.

Su Yun felt talking with Mu Tao was still relatively straightforward. Smart people, saying things simply and effortlessly.

"Lao Mu, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe." Mu Tao said solemnly: "Although I don't believe, I keep my distance."

"Then you still take money."

"There's not much money in that card; it's the teacher's consultation fee." Mu Tao said: "The money that should be collected must be collected, otherwise the other side might have other ideas."

"I actually believe Gu poison exists." Zheng Ren gazed out the window and said lightly.

"Boss, why are you getting superstitious all of a sudden? That's rare." Su Yun said: "Before Shou Bing, should we pick an auspicious day, like the family of the woman who gave birth yesterday?"

"Since ancient times, prohibitions against Gu poison have existed in various laws." Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun with the eyes of looking at an idiot, making Su Yun feel a bit uneasy.

"The Han, Tang, Ming, and Qing codes all have it; I guess Gu poison was rampant back then. But after continuous crackdowns and bans, they retreated to the barbaric lands of Nanyang. So now everyone only knows Nanyang Gu poison."

"Hmm, the Shennong Ben Cao Jing records 42 kinds of herbal formulas for detoxifying Gu poison." Mu Tao added.

"Who knows." Su Yun, unusually not refuting, just fiddled with her phone, probably thinking about tomorrow's anime expo in her mind.

"Zheng Lao Ban, such matters are usually sinister; we'd rather believe it exists than not, so I say we should avoid it." Mu Tao said cautiously: "You and the teacher are different. The teacher does sit-in consultations; when patients come, you can't just turn them away. But you're here to do TIPS Surgery, which has nothing to do with this."

Zheng Ren nodded; whatever System Quest, he didn't even think about it.

For a +1 reputation, to treat Gu poison, Zheng Ren felt it was quite unreliable.

The patients' lab reports were all fine; without the hint of Big Pig Trotter, Zheng Ren felt it was like hysteria or a house ghost causing trouble, because of the property matter assassinating that Mr. Zou.

Soon, Mu Tao drove to the hotel.

Zheng Ren got out of the car, but saw three vehicles parked at the hotel entrance; a man in his fifties with an honest, simple appearance had his hands placed in front, as if waiting for something.

Seeing Mu Tao drive in, he checked the license plate. After Zheng Ren got out of the car, he approached and politely asked: "May I ask if you are Mr. Zheng?"

"I am." Zheng Ren felt this trip to Pengcheng was really a hassle; the more he tried to stay away from trouble, the more trouble clung to him.

"The old master wishes to see you; please, Mr. Zheng, follow me." The person said.

He should be a driver or similar role for the Zou Family, Zheng Ren guessed.

"Sorry, I need to rest." Zheng Ren said lightly: "If there's anything, we can talk tomorrow morning."

Thus, Zheng Ren straightforwardly refused the driver's invitation.

Existing medicine can't explain this disease; how to treat it? Refusing from the start is the proper way; otherwise Zheng Ren feels it would be very troublesome.

Holding his wash-up items, Zheng Ren walked past those few vehicles that looked luxurious, yet heard a hearty laugh coming from behind.

"Mr. Zheng, my daughter has offended you before; please forgive."

This is the main person; Zheng Ren felt somewhat helpless, thinking he'd better quickly refuse him and then go upstairs to rest.

Turning around,

Zheng Ren froze.