"In short, it's good that you have this awareness. Then, let's go back to the previous problem. "
"Yes, yes." Zheng Ren humbly asked for advice.
"The so-called psychology is that you have to know what Little Yiren is like when she is happy."
"I think it's when she's performing surgery, especially when she's performing difficult surgery. For example, when she's performing surgery at the King's Hospital, her eyes are shining. I think she's very happy, "Zheng Ren said.
"…" Su Yun really had to give up on this guy. "Can you separate life and work?"
"Yes, I can. Please continue."
"You have to know what Little Yiren was thinking when she asked you that question. Is she very satisfied with this dress, or is she slightly dissatisfied, or just try it on? "
"It's so complicated." Zheng Ren scratched his head.
"The magic of using it depends on the heart. Anyway, in the end, it's to cater to her taste, "Su Yun said. "Most of the time, with Little Yiren's taste, she will definitely think that a piece of clothing seems to be okay, but it's not completely suitable."
"Remember, what you should say at this time will reflect your level! You must remember that the only ugly thing is the clothes.
You must swallow personal words like not good-looking into your stomach. Instead, use words like noble, elegant, and beautiful to hint at Little Yiren's beauty. "
Zheng Ren was speechless again.
"Just say it. I see that you're smarter than a monkey on the operating table. Why do you look like a fool when it comes to this kind of thing that humans know?" Su Yun frowned and said, "First of all, analyze whether Little Yiren completely likes it.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of situation won't happen. So, you have to say that this dress is not bad, but it doesn't match your noble and elegant temperament. Let's look at something else. "
"Uh …" Zheng Ren tried to remember this sentence.
What an awkward sentence. Was he sure that Little Yiren would like it?
Su Yun turned to look at Zheng Ren proudly and asked, "Remember?"
"Yes, I remember. What if Little Yiren likes it? "
"If she likes it, then buy it. Is there any clothes that you can't afford in the Imperial Capital now?"
"What if she likes two at the same time and compares them?" Zheng Ren had already simulated countless situations in an instant, just like simulating the surgery when looking at radiographic films before the operation.
"Are you stupid?!" Su Yun said disdainfully. "If such a small probability event happens, then they'll all be praised! Yiren, I think they are all quite good. The one on the left can accentuate your elegant and spirited demeanor, while the one on the right can display your ancient and gentle valiance. Which one do you think is better? "
Was that even possible? Zheng Ren was stunned.
"At the same time, throw the question to her and let her make her own choice."
"It's so difficult. It's easier to see a doctor," Zheng Ren answered honestly.
"You'll get used to it." Su Yun said: "If you want to find a girlfriend, you don't want to pay the price. Time, money, and so on. How is that possible?"
"I think it's quite good to bring Little Yiren for surgery," Zheng Ren said honestly.
"You are …" Su Yun stuttered.
"By the way, Little Yiren and I went to the mall once. After going in for less than an hour, I was exhausted," Zheng Ren said helplessly. "It was even more tiring than the earthquake relief to the epicenter."
"It's not the same. You secreted too much adrenaline and dopamine that way, and it's harmful to your body. Shopping with their girlfriends, 95.2% of men will feel tired. "
"I'm asking you what to do," Zheng Ren said.
"Let me tell you. There's an exclusive secret manual here." Su Yun smiled slyly. "You can say it. Yiren, are you tired? Are your feet sore after walking in high heels for so long? Sit down and rest. I'll massage your feet. "
Zheng Ren's mind immediately conjured an image of that time.
He sat down, took off his high heels, and placed Little Yiren's feet on his lap.
The key was … the feeling!
This was feasible!
It was definitely feasible!
Zheng Ren immediately recalled what Su Yun had just said. When he felt that there was no deviation in his memory, he was relieved.
"Why do I feel that you're acting weird today?" Su Yun asked. "What were you thinking about just now?"
"I'm writing down what you said," Zheng Ren said. "I'm very serious."
"In short, you have to remember one thing. When you go shopping with Little Yiren, use your brain, not your legs!" Su Yun emphasized.
It was bullsh * t, and Zheng Ren automatically blocked it out.
When he came to the emergency department, it was not very busy at this time. Zhou Litao was reading in his own duty room.
"Chief Zhou, are you busy?" Su Yun asked with a smile.
"Brother Yun? Chief Zheng, are you okay? "Zhou Litao immediately stood up and greeted him." Come, come in. Please sit down and talk. "
"Have you eaten?"
"I ordered food. It hasn't been delivered yet," Zhou Litao said.
"Are you reading? Let me see what book it is. " Su Yun glanced at it. "Diagnosis and differential diagnosis, fourth edition. The one published by the Human Guard is not bad. It's quite progressive."
"…" Zhou Litao was surprised.
Su Yun knew at a glance. He even knew which edition it was. Could it be that he had memorized it?
This was a skill!
"Study hard. We'll go out to eat later. I'll come and see you when I'm free," Su Yun said.
"Chief Zheng, Brother Yun, I happen to have something to ask the two of you," Zhou Litao said. "Some time ago … when I met the patient who was poisoned by eating black fungus, didn't I say that I wanted to create a public account?"
"Yes, have you built it?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes, I've summarized some things, but I don't think it's deep enough or lively enough." Zhou Litao was a little worried.
"Yes, people who read the public account have different levels of education. It's difficult for everyone to understand it," Zheng Ren said.
"Chief Zheng, Brother Yun, if you come across any interesting medical records or things like being poisoned by black fungus that has been soaked in water for a few days, please write something down. I …"
"Chief Zhou, do you know how much a Lancet SCI article can sell for?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
"Ten … No, two hundred thousand?" Zhou Litao was a little confused.
"You haven't published anything before," Su Yun said. "One step, first author, three hundred thousand."
Zhou Litao was envious.
However, Lancet and New England had nothing to do with him. Zhou Litao had never thought that he could publish in such a world-class journal.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun saw that Zhou Litao did not understand the meaning of his words, so they did not point it out.
"Chief Zhou, I'll ask Quan Xiaocao to give you a general idea of this. The one with gastric stones seems to be good," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay, okay. Thank you." Zhou Litao smiled foolishly.
There was a commotion outside. Zhou Litao listened and said, "There might be a patient with some problems. I'll go take a look. Please take a seat and wait for me. "
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