In less than an hour, Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner had finished reading all eight patients' scans.
Cheng Lixue was still in a state of confusion. He understood every word Zheng Ren and the professor said, but not all of them together.
After putting away the scans, Zheng Ren asked with a smile, "Chief Cheng, are the patients in good condition after the surgery?"
"They're all good. There are almost no symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy," Cheng Lixue said absentmindedly. "This morning, there was an emergency blood ammonia test. Only one patient had slightly high blood ammonia, but there were no symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy."
"That's good. Three days after the surgery, the patient's body condition has adapted, and the recyclable stent can be removed," Zheng Ren said.
"Oh." Cheng Lixue's mind was full of the MRI images.
He was hurt.
He could not understand them at all.
As a medical worker with a background in imaging, as the chief of the interventional surgery department who mainly treated liver diseases, he could not even understand the scans.
How could he reason with this?
Cheng Lixue stood in the office in a daze.
Zheng Ren felt that it was an eyesore. He was not in a good mood today, so he ignored Cheng Lixue's emotions.
Sitting in a chair, Zheng Ren picked up his phone and made an appointment with Xie Yiren for dinner after work.
Although he did not have lunch, Zheng Ren did not feel hungry. He did not want to tell Xie Yiren about what happened today.
Little Yiren seemed to sense Zheng Ren's lack of energy, so she asked him to go for a walk after work. He could eat whenever he was hungry.
Zheng Ren thought about it. The emergency in the emergency ward would always appear from time to time when he and Xie Yiren were dating or watching movies. It made him tremble in fear.
It was better to let Su Yun know. Zheng Ren immediately sent a WeChat message.
[Are you free tonight?]
[Oh? Are you treating me to dinner or asking Yiren out? Let me guess. You must be in a bad mood today. You must be asking Yiren out.]
Zheng Ren broke into a sweat. How could he feel this guy's joy through the phone?
[Hey, boss, let me tell you, the more depressed you are, the more you can't show it in front of your girlfriend. This is a very important lesson in life.]
Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat. He thought about it and replied to Su Yun.
[Do you have any advice for me?]
[Advice? You still need advice? As long as I use one-tenth of the focus of the surgery, I'll definitely be able to settle the girl.]
Er … it was as good as not saying anything at all.
[Do you have time tonight?]
[Go on your date. Don't worry about the department. Good luck.]
Su Yun stopped nagging Zheng Ren and directly gave him a break.
When it was time to get off work, Zheng Ren went to the underground garage. It was still Zone D, and it was still that red Volvo.
This time, Xie Yiren learned her lesson and saw Zheng Ren early in the morning.
She was wearing a white down jacket and did not look bloated. Her figure was still slender and curvy. She jumped up and waved at Zheng Ren adorably.
The moment he saw Xie Yiren, the negative emotions in his heart began to loosen and melt.
Life, can be like this, really good.
When they arrived at the city center, Xie Yiren introduced all the delicious food to Zheng Ren with ease.
Every time she mentioned a delicious dish, he felt as if she was tasting the delicacy in front of him.
Although he still did not feel anything, seeing Xie Yiren happy, he also became happy.
After parking the car, the two of them got out.
Light snowflakes floated in the sky. This winter, the snow was especially light. It should have been snowing heavily, but it was rare to see white snow. Even the weather was much warmer than usual. Many people said that this year's outbreak of influenza was related to the abnormal weather.
Zheng Ren did not care. He would not casually say things without scientific evidence.
"Zheng Ren, the egg tarts here are especially good, especially when they're just out of the oven. The whole street can smell the milk fragrance," Xie Yiren said, pointing to a bakery not far away.
Zheng Ren did not look at the bakery, but all his attention was on Xie Yiren's hand.
Su Yun said that as long as he focused one-tenth of his attention on Xie Yiren during the surgery, he would do that …
Zheng Ren was ready to give it a try.
Xie Yiren did not notice that a devil's claw was approaching her.
She happily put down her hand. Just as she took a step forward, she felt a big hand holding her small hand halfway.
Subconsciously, she wanted to break free, but the hand was so dry and strong. Her hand was like a small boat entering a safe harbor. After struggling for a moment, she quietly held Zheng Ren's hand.
"There's a milk tea shop over there." Xie Yiren's face was a little red from the wind. She pretended not to know anything and raised her other hand to point at a small shop not far away. She said, "Her milk tea has a lot of ingredients. Different ingredients have different flavors. It's very good."
"Huh? Isn't milk tea just milk tea? "Zheng Ren was completely confused.
He had used his sharp insight during the surgery to observe the trajectory of Xie Yiren's arm and then held her small hand just right. He had exhausted all his IQ and EQ. Now, his mind was a mess.
"Go and have a taste," Xie Yiren said cheerfully.
Perhaps to hide her embarrassment, shyness, or joy from the bottom of her heart, Xie Yiren excitedly pulled Zheng Ren to the milk tea shop.
In Zheng Ren's mind, milk tea was just a dessert. What was the big deal? Pearl milk tea with pearl coconuts and celestial grass jelly.
After entering the milk tea shop, Zheng Ren was surprised to find an entire menu of ingredients.
Barley, oats, mashed taro, red beans, pearls, coconuts, papaya, almonds, brown sugar …
Xie Yiren chose the ordinary papaya and almond milk tea and asked the waiter to add a little mashed taro.
She was still very shy. Her long sleeves hung down to cover her and Zheng Ren's hands as much as possible. It was as if the whole world would not know that they were holding hands.
"Sir, what would you like?" the waiter asked after noting down Xie Yiren's request.
"Try all of them." Zheng Ren's mind was a mess. He had no idea what he was talking about.
His attention was completely focused on the petite hand in his palm.
The waiter was stunned for a moment before asking, "Sir, do you want all of them …"
"Yes, try all of them," Zheng Ren said.
Seeing Zheng Ren's absent-minded expression, the waiter confirmed again before placing the order with a strange expression.
"I heard there was a medical dispute in the emergency department today?" After the waiter left, Xie Yiren began to rack her brain for a conversation topic.
Otherwise, the two of them facing each other and holding hands in silence would be as weird as it could be.
"It's nothing, it's just a small problem," Zheng Ren said casually. "Old Chief Physician Pan has already solved it."
"Oh."
Their hearts were beating rapidly like atrial fibrillation. The awkward conversation continued, but every topic unwittingly disappeared in the warmth of her fingers, vanishing into thin air.
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