Many people were afraid of all kinds of dental equipment, especially the buzzing sound of the drill.
Zheng Ren looked at the medicine in the small box and smiled. "Yanran, Auntie is too regular."
"She's starting to worry about her health as she gets older. She wasn't like this before," Chu Yanran said. "Especially after she had a heart attack. After she recovered and was discharged from the hospital, she went home and searched the internet. The more she looked, the more scared she became. She used to refuse to go to the hospital, but now, she has to go there every few days. "
"Overcompensating is also a normal psychological pattern," Su Yun said.
"Yeah, now we have to convince my mom not to worry. Once every six months, it's enough. But when the old lady starts to play, she's so energetic that we can't stop her, "Chu Yanran complained in a low voice. She was also dissatisfied at times.
"Alright, be content," Su Yun said. "I still have to go home and explain the pros and cons to my mom. What do you think she's going to do?"
"Buy a magnetic therapy bed?" Chu Yanran guessed.
"No, she wants to buy financial products with an annualized rate of 130%!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression. "Boss, I think it's harder to manage my mom's financial products than to manage your little stash."
"Why?" Zheng Ren looked at the various medicines in the box and pondered.
"Because you never ask about it. It's enough to show you the bills once every two weeks. My mom can't do it. After I went to Imperial Capital, she started to get restless. The higher the annualized rate, the more interested she is in products. "
"It's fine to buy it early. Every product has a bonus period to cheat people," Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"My mom is also very cautious. She observes, observes, observes. When she recovers, it'll be the time for the scammer to close the net. "Su Yun sighed.
"If a scammer isn't proficient in psychology, how can he cheat people? That's called robbery. "Zheng Ren said," Yanran, how long has Auntie been taking metronidazole? "
"Quite a long time … I'm not sure about the details." Chu Yanran was a little embarrassed. "I'll ask Yanzhi."
"There's no need. If you don't know, how would Yanzhi know?"
"When are we going to the chief's house?" Su Yun asked.
"When they're done changing." Zheng Ren glanced at Chu Yanran.
"Two hours." Chu Yanran smiled. "I won't try it on. If Yanzhi looks good in it, then I'll look good in it too."
"Aren't you curious?"
"I'm curious, but with the two of you here, what if someone spies on us?" Chu Yanran said bluntly.
"Can't there be some trust between people?" Su Yun was indignant. "Then I'll go back home first, it's nearby. Let me know when you're leaving, I'll go straight to the director's house. "
"Go."
"Boss, when we go to the director's house, there are four boxes of Maotai in the trunk. Don't forget that two boxes are mine!" Su Yun said loudly.
Zheng Ren was still looking at the small medicine box and asked, "Yanran, is the place where Auntie plays mahjong far away?"
"It's upstairs," Chu Yanran said. "It's a regular game, and it's almost fifty tiles. Everyone, have fun."
"Shall we take a look?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss, can you not come back to see the doctor? Yanran, do you regret talking about the numbness in the old lady's toes in the group chat? "Su Yun stood at the door and complained helplessly when he heard Zheng Ren's request.
"It doesn't matter," Chu Yanran said with a smile. "My mom always says she wants to thank you, Chief Zheng."
"Let's go together. I want to see what the boss is up to," Su Yun urged from the door.
After changing their shoes, the three of them went upstairs. Occasionally, Chu Yanzhi's laughter could be heard from the bedroom, like a silver bell, crisp and moving.
The mahjong place was not far away. It was just upstairs.
When they reached the door, they could hear the clattering of tiles. It was a little muffled, probably from the mahjong machine shuffling the tiles.
When they pressed the doorbell, there was a sound from inside, but no one opened the door.
Chu Yanran smiled bitterly. "Chief Zheng, mahjong players are like this."
"Yes, that's true," Su Yun said. "Legend has it that whoever opens the door in mahjong has bad luck."
Zheng Ren thought it was a psychological cue. In order to win, there were always many unreliable rules.
Some of these rules made him want to laugh or cry.
He still remembered when he was in school, his classmates would play mahjong in the dormitory. One of them would sneak everyone's photos under his blanket before playing mahjong.
When Zheng Ren asked him why, he said that they would be out of luck.
This was a somewhat fantastical explanation that Zheng Ren found hard to accept. It was like seeing a divine doctor for treatment.
What was worse was that the lighter on the mahjong table was always taken away like a pen in a doctor's office.
Many people could not remember it at all, but some people consciously followed the lighter because it was equivalent to 'fire'!
Fire, luck, and killing in all directions.
After a full two minutes, the door opened.
A middle-aged woman forced a smile and asked, "Yanran, why are you here?"
"I'm here to see my mom." Chu Yanran walked in with a smile. "These two are my colleagues. They rushed back from Imperial Capital to see my mom's numb toes."
"Yanran, you're here," Chu Yanran's mother said from the mahjong table.
"Mom, this is Chief Zheng I told you about. This is Brother Yun," Chu Yanran introduced them to each other.
"Give me a moment. I'll finish this round."
Zheng Ren was helpless. He looked at Chu Yanran's mother's System panel and saw the diagnosis of peripheral neuritis. It was the same as before.
Although the diagnosis was clear, it would take a lot of effort to determine the problem.
Zheng Ren had his own judgment. He only came up to ask about Chu Yanran's mother's medical history.
However, after a glance, his attention was on an auntie who was about the same age as Chu Yanran's mother.
"Auntie, can you take a rest first?" Zheng Ren quickly walked to the table and spoke to the auntie respectfully.
"Chief Zheng, you've got the wrong person. That's Aunt Chen, not my mom," Chu Yanran said with a smile.
"Aunt Chen, your fingers seem to be stiff. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zheng Ren ignored Chu Yanran and continued to ask.
Su Yun and Chu Yanran were stunned. What was going on?
What kind of demonic habit did the boss have this time?
Su Yun carefully observed the woman. She looked to be in her forties. Her fingers were slightly trembling and her face was red. It was the kind of expression one would have when luck was at a mahjong table.
One look and it was obvious that she had won many big cards today. The other three families looked terrible.
It was strange. However, after experiencing so many things, Su Yun gradually stopped questioning his boss directly. Instead, he followed his train of thought and wondered if there was something wrong with this person.
Other than trembling hands, there seemed to be nothing wrong.
Trembling hands, red face … Su Yun suddenly thought of hundreds of diseases and screened them one by one.
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