"It's me." Zheng Ren answered the call, his voice suddenly tense.
Su Yun smirked.
"Yes, it's nothing. It's just a flesh wound."
"Okay, I'll be careful."
"Okay, go back as soon as possible. Don't worry."
After a few words, Zheng Ren hung up.
"First time in a relationship?" Su Yun asked.
"…" Zheng Ren was in a daze.
Was it a relationship? He did not know. The moment he answered the call, he felt like a child who had made a mistake.
"You have to be bold and shameless. A strong woman is afraid of being pestered." Su Yun taught respectfully.
"Is this your experience?"
"No, I don't need it at all." Su Yun brushed the fringe off his forehead, looking handsome.
Zheng Ren did not want to talk to this guy and quickly walked forward.
"It's time to go downstairs," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren felt his ears burning. Su Yun was really annoying. However, he should be bold. That was the right thing to do.
He had planned to go out for dinner, but he was wearing a white coat and shivering in the cold, looking as weird as could be.
He returned to the hostel, only bringing underwear. He did not prepare anything like a sweater to keep out the cold. Su Yun mocked him a few more times before throwing his sweater at Zheng Ren.
Manager Feng, Feng Xuhui, had already thoughtfully ordered takeout. Zheng Ren did not stand on ceremony and ate whatever was available since he had a meeting in the afternoon.
It had been a long time since he had an academic meeting. Who knew what Imperial Capital's style was like? Would it end with a few words or endless speeches from the professors? It would drag on until eight or nine o 'clock in the evening.
"How's your shoulder?" Su Yun asked after Zheng Ren changed.
Although it was a caring remark, it did not sound good coming from the guy's mouth.
Zheng Ren was curious as to why Su Yun had so many friends in Imperial Capital.
"It's okay, I'm fine," Zheng Ren said.
"Are you sure you want to go to the meeting? You don't look like you can wear a lead apron for surgery. I'll apply for leave from Professor Pei. Who would force you to perform surgery after such a big incident? "
"It's so cold. There's no place to stroll," Zheng Ren said very seriously. "Since we're here, it's not a bad thing to go and listen."
Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren as if he was an idiot, but when he saw that the latter's eyes were clear and did not understand him, he sighed and explained himself.
"When you went out, Little Yiren bought you a set of clothes. Before you go back, don't you want to stroll around and see if there's anything that a girl likes to bring back? "
Zheng Ren was stunned. This … This was completely beyond his understanding of life.
"I can't be bothered to talk to you." Su Yun blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
Zheng Ren thought about it carefully and felt that Su Yun's words made sense.
Then he would take some time to see what to buy for Xie Yiren and the others. However, he should still go to the meeting today.
Listening to their conversation, Feng Xuhui turned around and wrote down the incident on his phone, marking it as important.
Chief Zheng seemed to be a professional idiot. Easy to deal with, easy to deal with. Feng Xuhui cheered himself on.
Twenty minutes later, Feng Xuhui's takeout arrived.
He went downstairs to pick it up and jogged back.
Feng Xuhui placed the takeout on the table and was hesitating whether to eat with them when he heard Zheng Ren say, "Director Feng, let's eat together."
"Okay." Feng Xuhui was hungry after a long morning.
However, he did not expect Zheng Ren and Su Yun to eat so quickly. In less than five minutes, they had already wolfed down the food.
This was one of the basic skills of a doctor, especially in a busy department. They had to eat quickly and fill their stomachs. God knew when a critical illness would be sent to the hospital, and it was common for them to be resuscitated for seven to eight hours.
If they ate slowly, they might go hungry.
This was probably human survival instinct.
After eating, Su Yun and Zheng Ren went straight to the research institute.
The research institute was located in a newly built high-rise in the backyard. It was spacious and bright.
Obviously, it was not only a surgical research center, but also a research center for pharmacology, pathology, and other disciplines.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to the third floor and entered a medium-sized conference room. Su Yun was not sure if he had been here before or heard from others, but he was very familiar with the place. Zheng Ren did not mind. In any case, he would just follow Su Yun. There was no need to waste his brain on such things.
In the conference room on the third floor, there were already seven or eight people sitting in their seats, waiting for the meeting to begin.
From the looks of it, someone would probably talk about the progress of the research and let the new surgical beasts understand how to perform such a strange surgery.
The so-called surgical beasts were young people raised by some professors. For example, a famous professor in the domestic hand surgery department had raised a group of "surgical beasts" after he first developed the microsurgery of amputated limb replantation seventeen or eighteen years ago.
General surgery was fine, but microsurgery was difficult to continue after the age of fifty.
After all, it was difficult to read newspapers, let alone perform surgery.
At that time, medical procedures in the country were not strict, so there were even some young people who did not have medical qualifications.
However, that was no longer the case now.
The professors in the research institute could only summon their graduate students and doctoral students to complete the final clinical work of the research.
Zheng Ren rejected Su Yun's idea of sitting in the front row. He went to the last few rows and randomly chose an empty corner to sit down. He looked at the screen in front of him and recalled the local anatomy of the prostate.
"Are you that unsociable?" Su Yun asked with a half-smile. He sat beside Zheng Ren and said, "These people will be the top experts in the country in the future. The top experts will definitely come from here."
"Oh, I know," Zheng Ren said lightly.
"What a waste of Old Chief Physician Pan's good intentions. Don't tell me you think you can personally perform this surgery." Su Yun's expression became colder as Zheng Ren's indifference grew.
"I'm fine with it. It's good enough that I can watch it."
"Tsk tsk." Su Yun sneered and did not say anything else.
Ten minutes later, seven or eight old professors came in and sat down. A middle-aged man with straight eyebrows and a wide mouth went to the front desk, turned on the computer, and played a PowerPoint presentation.
"Everyone, I am the secretary for this project, Li Haitao." After opening the PowerPoint, the middle-aged man introduced himself. "The important work will be done by the professors and the young and energetic new generation. I'm only responsible for running errands."
His slightly humble statement won many people's favor.
"Next, I'll talk about the recent research results of the professors." Li Haitao opened the PowerPoint presentation and started from the anatomy of the prostate without any nonsense.
Although he said he was just an errand secretary, he probably had a clinical background. His lecture was detailed and appropriate. Even with his experience of three thousand local anatomical dissections, Zheng Ren could not pick out many mistakes.
'Imperial Capital is really full of talents,' Zheng Ren thought.
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