After a simple bite of noodles, Zheng Ren contacted Dr. Liang and went to the CT room to review the patient's radiographic films.
After all, there had been a breakthrough last night. Although there was no quantitative standard, Zheng Ren felt that it was worth at least 100 skill points. The patient's radiographic films had to be reviewed to ensure that tomorrow's surgery was perfect. Moreover, there were still some unclear doubts that Zheng Ren wanted to figure out.
It was not until the evening that the radiographic films of all seven patients were completed. Zheng Ren was also a little tired, so he invited Dr. Liang and Feng Xuhui to have a meal together.
This time, Feng Xuhui did not let Zheng Ren pay the bill and rushed to pay the money.
During that time, Su Yun called to ask Zheng Ren for a meal. Zheng Ren did not even think about it and directly refused.
After all, he was injured. If he struggled for another night, would he still be able to perform the surgery tomorrow? Moreover, in Zheng Ren's world, stuffing himself with food was a waste of time. He still had to do serious work.
Zheng Ren had a deeper understanding of Su Yun. No wonder he was familiar with all kinds of people of the same age when he came to the Imperial Capital. Just this social interaction alone was enough for Zheng Ren.
In Sea City General Hospital, it was hard for Zheng Ren to imagine that a cynical guy like Su Yun would have such a side to him.
After sending Dr. Liang and Feng Xuhui off, it finally quieted down.
Recalling yesterday's thrilling experience and today's sudden enlightenment, Zheng Ren felt as if he had been separated from the world for a lifetime.
However,
This soul-stirring feeling,
The less,
The better.
And that sudden enlightenment,
The more,
The better.
Zheng Ren did not dare to touch the wound on his shoulder. He simply washed up and comfortably nestled in bed, holding his phone.
It was not until the phone hit his face that Zheng Ren turned off the lights and went to sleep.
He slept until dawn.
His entire body was sore, and the heat waves rolled under the blanket. It was indescribably uncomfortable.
Zheng Ren was woken up by the discomfort. He felt as if he had a fever and his heart sank.
He looked at the time. It was already six in the morning. He picked up his phone and thought for a moment. Instead of calling Su Yun, he called Feng Xuhui.
"Hello, Manager Feng." Zheng Ren felt that his voice was weak.
"Yes, I think I'm having a fever. Please bring me a thermometer and some antipyretics."
"Okay, thank you."
Zheng Ren recalled his diagnosis and concluded that he must have caught a cold because his body was overly excited when he rescued Fang Lin the day before yesterday. Coupled with the fact that he was only wearing a coat and was exposed to the north wind, he must have caught a cold. It was not because of trauma, which led to local infection.
'It's just a cold,' Zheng Ren thought.
However, catching a cold was also very uncomfortable. All the joints in his body were sore and painful, and his head was dizzy.
So unbearable …
Feng Xuhui was very fast. In less than 20 minutes, there was a knock on the door.
He struggled to get up and opened the door for Feng Xuhui.
Feng Xuhui was shocked when he saw Zheng Ren's expression. His face was sallow, and he was dispirited. He was nowhere near the state he had been when he was focused on watching the scans yesterday.
His body temperature was 38.6 degrees Celsius. Feng Xuhui boiled a pot of hot water for Zheng Ren and fed him some fever medicine. Then, he asked for a dry blanket from the front desk and changed it into a dry bed sheet for Zheng Ren to sweat under.
"Chief Zheng, you don't have to attend today's surgery." Feng Xuhui's heart ached when he said this.
He hoped that Zheng Ren would perform the surgery. It would be best if he could take the lead.
That way, all of his work would not be in vain.
He was even thinking last night that if Chief Zheng really took the lead, he would be able to hold his head high in the company.
However, looking at Zheng Ren's listless appearance, Feng Xuhui knew that even if Zheng Ren went to the operating table, he would probably not be able to perform the surgery.
This was not appendicitis. After a few minutes of surgery, the scalpel would be slapped on the sterile sheet on the side of the patient's leg. Then, he would step down and leave everything to the assistant.
Interventional surgery required him to wear a lead apron that weighed dozens of kilograms.
Most people wearing lead aprons could barely do it for an hour or two, but it was hard to say if it was any longer. Zheng Ren's fever had reached 38.6 degrees Celsius. If he wore a lead apron for surgery, would he die on the stage?
Moreover, there seemed to be seven patients in Chief Zheng's scans yesterday.
With his current condition, he definitely could not do it. Feng Xuhui's mood was a little gloomy.
After a while, Su Yun got up. Seeing Zheng Ren's appearance, he was not depressed. Instead, he was happy.
Sometimes, he hoped that Zheng Ren would take the lead and suppress the arrogance of Jin Yaowu and the others. Sometimes, he did not want Zheng Ren to perform the surgery and return to Sea City with them.
This man's thoughts were too extreme and quick to change, like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
"The surgery can't be done. I'll let Professor Pei know. Rest well. When you're better, I'll take you to a few fun places and then we'll return to Sea City. "
"…" Zheng Ren did not understand why Su Yun did not want him to perform the surgery.
It was definitely not out of jealousy. Zheng Ren could vaguely sense Su Yun's pride. The guy must have believed that no matter how strong Zheng Ren was, he could easily surpass him if given some time.
The guy must have been provoked again when he saw the dagger stabbing Fang Lin the day before yesterday. During the meeting, his competitive spirit was only a momentary impulse, and he soon became dejected.
Perhaps he would resign and open a pet hospital when he returned to Sea City.
The thought of Su Yun's resignation sent a shiver down Zheng Ren's spine.
He usually did not think of this guy as important, but without this sissy sitting by the bedside with a pen and paper in his hands, his black hair fluttering in the wind … Zheng Ren felt that something was missing.
Moreover, he was now used to having such an assistant during surgeries.
He must have gotten used to it. That was human nature.
"I can still be saved." Zheng Ren cracked a rare joke, which was even colder than the northern wind.
The joke was so cold that Su Yun's expression froze.
"You're already running a fever. What are you doing? Just lie down," Su Yun said fiercely.
A girl's eyes would have turned red upon hearing Su Yun's fierce words, but Zheng Ren was the type who could not be bent.
However, Zheng Ren was the kind of person who could not be bent. He did not feel anything at all. He just smiled and said, "It's just a small problem.
"You're crazy. I'm going to contact Professor Pei." Su Yun was furious.
"Don't," Zheng Ren said, "I'll feel better after sweating. I'll probably be fully recovered after the surgery."
"…"
"You should move around and lie in bed. That'll be slower, okay?" Zheng Ren lied seriously. "Don't disturb me. I'm sweating. I'll eat later and prepare for surgery."
"Right, what time is the appointment?"
"Seven-thirty at the research institute." Su Yun's face was expressionless. He knew that even if he talked to Professor Pei, he would not be able to stop Zheng Ren from going straight to the research institute.
This idiot!
"Okay, I'll wake up at seven." Zheng Ren finally decided.
At seven, Zheng Ren was sweating profusely under the effects of the antipyretic and seemed to be in a better state of mind.
However, Zheng Ren had no appetite for the dazzling breakfast Feng Xuhui had brought.
He forced himself to eat a few dishes as if he was taking medicine.
Due to the previous case of nitrite poisoning, Zheng Ren did not want to embarrass himself in front of Imperial Capital, Sorcery Capital, and other national experts.
If he really fainted on the operating table … it would be a disaster.
Hence, he forced himself to eat a little.
Feng Xuhui was a little afraid. Did Chief Zheng think the breakfast he bought was not delicious? His limited social experience did not allow him to make a correct judgment.
After breakfast, Zheng Ren changed into dry underwear and put on the coat Xie Yiren had delivered. Then, he arrived at the research institute with Su Yun, who had a long face, and Feng Xuhui, who was cautious.
Although it was not yet seven-thirty, most of the doctors were already there, including a few senior professors.
When Professor Pei saw Zheng Ren, he waved at him. "Zheng Ren."
Zheng Ren forced a smile and bowed to Professor Pei in order to keep his expression from turning ugly.
"I heard you encountered that terrible incident the day before yesterday?" Professor Pei was a little angry at the thought of yesterday's incident.
It was inevitable for them to empathize with the victims. Whenever they encountered this kind of thing, the doctors would always put themselves in the shoes of the victims.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
"I heard from them that you performed very well and even got injured," Professor Pei comforted Zheng Ren. "That's all for today's surgery. You don't have to go."
Zheng Ren immediately said, "Professor Pei, I'm fine."
"Young man, don't force yourself."
"I'm really fine." Zheng Ren had just said that when Su Yun suddenly picked up a phone and came to Zheng Ren's side with a strange expression. "Old Zhao is looking for you …"
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