The manager's expression showed that he was stupefied.
"I don't care if you want to sell your membership," Su Yun said. "But you have to have something to show for it. For example, the acupoints to be massaged are more accurate, the strength is greater, or some other subjective stuff. It's very difficult for me. To me, it just feels like you're merely touching my body."
The manager did not know what to say.
"There's nothing beneficial. You want me to get a membership? On what basis? On the basis of kidney deficiency?" The smile on Su Yun's lips became more intense. "Come on, even if you're lying, you have to be more professional. Your sales pitch is already outdated. You have to learn to keep up with the times, or else..."
As he spoke, a slight snore sounded.
This guy had already fallen asleep.
The manager's face was flushed red. He could not say a word and turned around to leave.
The masseuse who massaged Su Yun was not old. When she looked at Su Yun, her face was already red. However, her manager's blush versus her own were two different kinds. Hers was due to shyness.
"Brother, there are several kinds of essential oils..." The masseuse still had a trace of rationality and still tried to promote their services.
"He's asleep. Use the normal ones that don't incur any extra charges," Zheng Ren said with his eyes closed.
Really...
The young masseuse was a little unhappy but when she saw Su Yun, she was instantly refreshed by his handsome side profile over and over again. A few seconds later, she looked at Su Yun in a daze. She felt that it was okay to earn less money.
"Use more strength. Don't use your hands, use your elbow joints," Su Yun said in a daze.
Zheng Ren smiled and fell asleep very quickly.
An hour passed just like that. When Zheng Ren was woken up, Su Yun had already put on his clothes. He yawned and said, "Boss, do you want to eat something?"
"Are you hungry?" Zheng Ren was not interested in eating. He had just eaten porridge and did not want to eat.
"Boss, can you have some normal human instincts?" Su Yun said, "It would be strange if I could only eat porridge. I'm hungry again."
"I saw a barbecue stall by the roadside. Let's get some as we walk back. I wanna get ten skewers."
"Ten skewers? Are you feeding rabbits?"
"Rabbits don't eat cooked meat."
While the two of them were chatting seriously, Su Yun went to the front desk to scan his QR pay to pay the bill before leaving.
After a few of the front hall's ushers saw the two of them off, they grouped up and started chatting.
"That young man is really good-looking."
"He knows a lot. When Manager Fan went in, he was directly scolded out."
"But he doesn't look very rich."
"What do you know? Do all rich people drive expensive cars or wear branded stuff? You clearly don't know how some rich people can be."
..
Zheng Ren and Su Yun took a leisurely stroll back home. Neon lights were flashing around them, like a brilliant light dance. There were scenes of singing and dancing.
Zheng Ren was in a trance because of his instantaneous actions and misperception.
He tried his best to open his eyes and look at the road. If he hadn't been seriously injured at the frontline and accidentally broken his ribs a little while walking back to the Imperial Capital, Department Chief Kong would have given him a third-class merit. He would probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.
Zheng Ren walked past a barbecue stall and asked, "Hey, what kebabs do you want to eat?"
"Lamb, no c.u.min, less chili," Su Yun said.
The barbecue stall was very popular. There were a few small tables were full of people and some were still waiting in line.
Zheng Ren felt tired just looking at it. By the time the skewers were ready, it would take at least another ten to twenty minutes.
At this time, he just wanted to go home and sleep on his bed.
"Sir, your sausage is ready!" the barbecue boss shouted.
A man squatting by the roadside stood up and walked to the barbeque stall. He took the sausages while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
When he turned around, his eyes met Zheng Ren's.
"You Are...Chief Zheng?" The man was a little surprised and thought he had seen wrongly.
According to the manager of the massage shop, he was wearing camouflage clothes and the mud hadn't dried yet. It was obvious that he had come from a construction site.
No matter how ordinary his clothes were, this man could recognize him without hesitation. His face was filled with a warm and distant smile.
But with such a set of clothes... Song Ying really didn't recognize him.
"Uh..." Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him, somewhat puzzled.
He didn't know what to do.
'Who is this? Do I know him? He called me Chief Zheng so is he from Sea City?"
Thoughts flashed through his mind. In an instant, Zheng Ren saw the grilled sausages in his hand.
The Tang Song Restaurant, Song Ying, had a parathyroid gland dysfunction.
A few keywords instantly appeared in Zheng Ren's mind.
He had a waddling gait before this. He looked better than before, so why was he still eating grilled sausages?
"Hello, Manager Song." Zheng Ren tried his best to squeeze out a smile, exhausting all the strength in his body as he reached out his hand to shake the others.
"Chief Zheng, I thought you were too forgetful to remember me." Song Ying laughed heartily and reached out his hand, shaking Zheng Ren's hand warmly without any reserve.
Su Yun was a little surprised. How could someone with late-stage facial blindness recognize a person?
Could it be that after going to the frontline, he had opened his third eye?
"Did the surgery take place already?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes. After the surgery, I took some medicine. Just like you said, I'm almost fully back to normal," Song Ying said.
"Are you having some grilled sausages for good luck?" Zheng Ren did not say that he should eat as little grilled sausages as possible but just made it a luck ritual instead.
"It's the same as before." Song Ying smiled and said, "They used to be something I indulged in. Now, I eat less frequently and in smaller amounts. I also asked the relevant doctors and they said that as long as I cut my intake, it should be fine."
Zheng Ren thought so too. Song Ying did not have any disease diagnosis in the System interface.
It seemed that he was completely cured.
"Chief Zheng, you are..." Song Ying saw that Zheng Ren was wearing such clothes and the assistant beside him was the same so he asked curiously.
Chapter 748 - When In Jianghu, Do As The Jianghu People Do
"I just came back. I didn't have time to change my clothes," Zheng Ren said vaguely.
However, Song Ying instantly understood what he meant. Although he didn't show it on his face, he nodded slightly and said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's alright."
Su Yun was standing in line obediently. He was holding his phone in his hand and flipping through something absent-mindedly.
After Zheng Ren said that, he smiled and said, "Please eat quickly. They'll be cold soon."
Song Ying asked, "Chief Zheng, have you transferred to the Imperial Capital?"
"Yes."
"After you treated me, I heard Chief Chu mention it a few times. Every time he mentioned you, he would praise you endlessly. I guessed that you would come to the Imperial Capital sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so soon," Song Ying said with a smile.
Faced with such an occasion, Zheng Ren was momentarily at a loss for words. He didn't know how to answer.
Song Ying was also shrewd. With a glance, he knew Zheng Ren's situation. He didn't wait for Zheng Ren to answer and continued to ask, "Where are you staying in the Imperial
Capital? If it's not convenient for you to stay, I still have an empty house in my hands. You can take it and live there. As for the monthly rent, we can just glaze through the discussions."
Zheng Ren smiled. He knew that Song Ying only mentioned the monthly rent because he did not want to go too far. With his wealth, wasn't getting rent the least of his worries?
"I have a place and it's very close to the hospital so I feel like I'll continue to stay there. Still, thank you for the offer."
Next to it? Song Ying was stunned.
"You're staying at the Golden Palm?"
"Hmm... I am?"
The housing prices in the Imperial Capital had fluctuated slightly over the past few years. The price of Golden Palm property had dropped from 120,000 RMB to around 90,000 RMB over the past few years.
Even so, it did not seem to be a place that a doctor who had just entered the Imperial Capital could afford to live in.
However, the surprise only flashed across Song Ying's face for a brief moment. He then smiled and said, "It just so happens that I'm also staying in the Golden Palm. Leave me your contact number. I might have to trouble Chief Zheng with some matters in the future."
Zheng Ren did not mind. He knew it could be considered fostering a relationship with Chief Chu and the CT department.
After exchanging phone numbers and WeChat profiles with Song Ying, Su Yun walked over with a skewer in one hand and a stick in the other.
"Boss, let's go home," Su Yun said.
"Okay." Zheng Ren glanced at Song Ying but did not say anything.
"Let's go together. We can talk along the way," Song Ying said with a smile as he ate the grilled sausages.
"Hmm? Manager Song? Why are you still eating grilled sausages?" Su Yun asked as he ate the skewers.
"Chief Zheng's diagnosis was timely. I had a small operation and was soon cured."
Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and pursed his lips. He did not say anything and focused on eating his grilled sausages.
Although it was already later in the night, there were many people on the road. This was when the streets came alive at night.
It was really great to be able to return to such a lively city.
Hopefully, it would get better as soon as possible. The sweet and humid wind and sky at Chengdu were the real heaven on Earth.
With a slippery but not greasy businessman like Song Ying around, it was not awkward to have a few casual conversations.
After entering the residential area, Song Ying sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun downstairs and watched them walk into their unit. He stood there for a long time and ate all the half-cold grilled sausages before slowly leaving.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned home. There was a set of newly bought and washed clothes on their beds.
[I'm back. You should sleep. I saw the clothes. I'll wear them tomorrow morning.]
Zheng Ren was still in a daze but did not forget to send a WeChat message to Xie Yiren.
Putting the clothes aside, Zheng Ren took off his coat and collapsed in bed.
After waiting for a few seconds, Xie Yiren did not reply. Zheng Ren fell into a deep sleep.
After a week of uninterrupted surgery and a large number of energy drinks, Zheng Ren's body was severely overdrawn.
It was only in the System space that his physical fitness was strengthened. Otherwise, he really would not be able to endure it.
Zheng Ren originally wanted to go to the System space to take a look but before he went in, he lost consciousness.
When he woke up, the sky was already bright.
He picked up his phone and it was already noon.
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. He even said that he wanted to go upstairs to eat with her but he had slept until now.
He glanced at his WeChat messages but Xie Yiren had not replied. She probably did not want to disturb his sleep.
[I'm awake. Smiley face~]
Zheng Ren sent a message to Xie Yiren.
[I'm at home. Sister Yue went to work. Wake me up after you wash up. Let's go out for a bite. I just woke up not long ago.] Xie Yiren replied.
She drove all the way to find him and endured for nearly 20 hours of surgery. She was exhausted.
Zheng Ren was lazy for a rare few minutes. He did not think about the past.
The past was already in the past. Next, he should think about his future job.
There were not enough beds in the ward. Zheng Ren was constantly troubled.
It was different from Sea City General Hospital. In Sea City, there were more than 20 beds in the emergency ward.
However, this was the Imperial Capital. A large number of patients from all over the country had gathered here. A single bed was more valuable than its weight in gold.
Department Chief Kong was already generous enough to give him a few beds. No one knew how much pressure and scrutiny he was under.
He would definitely not be able to expand much here. If he were to dig deeper, he would definitely offend a certain professor or even all of the professors that were in charge of groups.
If he did not know how far he could go, he did not know what kind of trouble he would cause if he were to reach this stage.
Su Yun was right. Xie Yiren and Old Chief Physician Pan did not have a ward. Were they not working at the same time? The radiofrequency ablation of thousands of units a year did not make things difficult for the other party.
This should be the first step. It was better to find an opportunity to meet with the chief of each department there.
To open up his interpersonal relationsh.i.p.s... When he thought of this, Zheng Ren felt that he was in a difficult position.
However, he couldn't let Su Yun go out and make trouble, could he?
As a chief resident, Su Yun still had a very high status in the surgical world.
But against the chief physicians of the Imperial Capital Hospital, Su Yun was much weaker. This was especially true now that he was still a Nobel Prize candidate. If he didn't appear, the chief physicians would think that he was putting on airs and it would be even more difficult to communicate in the future.
When one was in Jianghu, they needed to act like the people of Jianghu.
Zheng Ren sighed, got up, and went to wash up.
Su Yun was sleeping soundly on the other side. Zheng Ren did not wake him. He took a hot shower and changed into a new set of clothes before contacting Xie Yiren.
Xie Yiren did not ask Zheng Ren to go upstairs. Instead, she asked him to meet her in the underground parking lot.
She had not driven back. Zheng Ren was also very curious. He did not know what kind of car she had been driving recently.
If another Volvo XC60 appeared, Zheng Ren could only sigh. He really did not understand cars.
When he reached the parking lot, Zheng Ren received a call from Xie Yiren, telling him where the car was.
A pure black Aston Martin was parked in the underground parking lot. Its engine was as quiet as a leopard that had found its prey, ready to jump up at any moment.
Looking at the streamlined design, Zheng Ren frowned.
He did not know what an Aston Martin was, nor did he know what kind of configuration and superior performance this car had.
Just from a glance, he knew it was expensive.
"Come on up. What are you looking at?" Xie Yiren saw Zheng Ren standing in front of the car in a daze, so she decided to greet him.
"I'm thinking that this car can only seat two people. I'll need go to work tomorrow and the day after. Should I sit in the trunk or should it be Chang Yue?"
Chapter 749 - How Far Would You Go To Change From A Boy To A Man
Xie Yiren smiled sweetly and said, "No, this car was driven here early in the morning. I'm only using it for a day. Today, my dad's secretary went to pick up an XC60. I'm not used to driving a One-77."
"What?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.
"Oh, this is an Aston Martin One-77. It's limited to 77 units worldwide, which is why it's called the One-77." Xie Yi
ren started the car. The roar of the engine was somewhat gentle.
"Oh," Zheng ren replied expressionlessly. He did not understand a single word that Xie Yiren was saying.
A limited-edition product sounded very grand. Zheng Ren had no idea how much such a thing would cost. This car did not look as practical as the Volvo. It wouldn't be able to fit the four of them.
It had an acceleration rate of 100 kilometers per hour? Horsepower? What a joke. Would the Imperial Capital Hospital attempt to run away from them? No matter how much money he had, Zheng Ren did not really care. After all, he was not as troubled as he was about to go to the various chiefs to pay his respects and make connections. Zheng Ren seemed to have a lot on his mind.
"What are you thinking about?" Xie Yiren could feel Zheng Ren's distress. She turned her head to look at him and asked this question.
Zheng Ren told Xie Yiren all his worries. Talking to Little Yiren was what made him the most relaxed.
"Do you want to grow up?" Xie Yiren heard it all and smiled. "How far would you go to change from a boy to a man? This is one of the steps. Just do your best."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded seriously.
He shouldn't be so afraid of difficulties. Zheng Ren encouraged himself in his heart. No matter what, he was a candidate for the Nobel Prize. The ones who should be under pressure should be the department chiefs and directors.
However, Zheng Ren still did not understand how to build a good relationship.
Xie Yiren did not bring Zheng Ren to eat all kinds of strange delicacies. Instead, she dragged Zheng Ren to eat porridge before they went straight to the Imperial Capital Hospital.
Rudolf Wagner Zheng Ren finally appeared in the hospital. He was so excited that he excitedly introduced Zheng Ren to the postoperative patients for TIPS surgery.
He had already performed the second-stage surgery on a few patients in the morning but was not done with them all.
Three patients felt that their symptoms had been alleviated after the TIPS surgery. They refused to perform the second-stage surgery and went home.
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