Zheng Ren did not know what Chief Resident Shen was thinking. He looked at the patients and said a few words to Professor Rudolf Wagner and Little Oliver before changing his clothes and leaving the hospital.
The professor wanted to drag Zheng Ren to the bar but shuddered at the thought of Chang Yue and the legendary Su Yun.
The boss had just come back, so it was better to be quiet for a few days before celebrating. If he really went to the bar, he was afraid that he would have to lie down again tomorrow.
In the end, the professor gave up on the unrealistic idea. Chang Yue could really drink. Even the professor was traumatized by the sight of Big Green Stick.
He took out his phone and searched for nearby markets.
The impression in Zheng Ren's mind was still the noisy shouting at the farmers' market. It was definitely not the kind that was cut and washed in the supermarket.
"Professor Shen, where can I buy groceries nearby?" Zheng Ren was searching on the map when he saw Chief Resident Shen in a hurry to get off work, so he asked.
"Uh …" Dr. Shen was taken aback. As a former doctoral student and chief resident, buying groceries was something far beyond him.
However, he was not as' pure 'as Zheng Ren, so he still knew a little.
"Boss Zheng, behind the hospital … in the southeast, there's a pretty big Baili supermarket. You can go there to buy it," Chief Resident Shen said.
He hesitated for a moment.
"You can also buy it online. Green Fruit and Vegetable Network is very convenient. I usually place the order on the first day and have it delivered the next day. If you're in a hurry, you can pay more. "
It was still not the option that Zheng Ren wanted.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. Nowadays, the city was very strict, and it was really hard to find a farmer's market.
Let's go to Baili Supermarket then. Zheng Ren patted Professor Shen's shoulder and watched him leave in a hurry.
Perhaps he really did treat Gu Lili and her husband to a meal. Although Gu Lili didn't know, this brat could be considered as fulfilling a dream.
He was finally not the chief resident anymore. After work, he ran away like a rabbit. Zheng Ren looked at his back and smiled.
Being a chief resident really wasn't a job for a human. However, if a doctor had the heart to do so, he would not have any distractions when he was a chief resident. He would be able to perform surgeries to the point where it was nauseating. For a doctor who was still growing, it would be a huge improvement.
996 was nothing compared to a chief resident.
However, Zheng Ren did not rely on this to improve his level.
There was still time. The 912 was very far from the Golden Palm.
Wouldn't it take less than three hours to make a round trip during the evening rush hour? They might not even be able to make it in time if they took the outer ring.
Zheng Ren thought it would be better to take the subway home. It would be faster that way.
However, since Little Yiren said it, then what she said must be right. He just listened. He went to buy some groceries and quietly waited for her to pick him up.
This was really good.
As for the time, he could go to the library to read for a while while waiting for Little Yiren. The convenience provided by the System was indeed very convenient.
Zheng Ren slowly walked out of the hospital and wandered into the sunset.
When was the last time he had such a leisurely time? It had long been a blur in his memory.
Ever since he became the chief resident of Sea City General Hospital, he had been constantly on the move. Now that he thought about it, he felt like he was in a dream.
As he thought about it, he took out his phone and dialed Old Chief Physician Pan's number.
The phone rang for a long time, but Old Chief Physician Pan did not answer.
'He should be driving home,' Zheng Ren guessed.
He didn't mind. He walked out of the back door of the hospital and saw a big supermarket standing in front of him.
The bustling stream of people was filled with the smoke and fire of the mortal world.
Zheng Ren joined the crowd and entered the supermarket.
He had only come to the supermarket to buy all kinds of instant noodles and seasonings. Now that he had to buy vegetables, Zheng Ren tried his best to shift his gaze away from the various instant noodles and slowly walked forward.
His heart was calm and happy.
After a few rounds, Zheng Ren followed the road signs and found the place where the vegetables were sold.
Ginger, 2.70 yuan per catty; garlic, 3.95 yuan per catty; zucchini, 1.25 yuan per catty …
In Xie Yiren's WeChat, she mentioned nine kinds of vegetables and wrote down how much she wanted to buy.
None of them were much. It seemed that they were only needed for today's cooking. The remaining little might be useful tomorrow morning. As for tomorrow, he still had to buy fresh vegetables.
If it was any other time, Zheng Ren would definitely feel that it was a waste of time.
However, now, Zheng Ren kept recalling the contents of Xie Yiren's text message in his mind. He obediently chose according to the types and quantity that Xie Yiren had mentioned.
After buying the vegetables, there were very few of them. Zheng Ren carried a red basket and found the checkout counter. He queued up to pay.
There were not many people in the queue, and the line slowly moved forward. Zheng Ren did not have time to go to the System library to read. After all, if he stood there foolishly, others would treat him like a monster. He was afraid that it would be his turn in a few hours.
Was it a waste of time?
That won't happen.
This was what life should be like. Daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy, vinegar, and tea. He worked to earn money to support his family … It seemed that he did not need to support his own family.
At the thought of this, Zheng Ren began to worry again.
He had not met his father-in-law yet. Now that he thought about it, it was really distressing. What if Little Yiren's parents did not agree? Zheng Ren did not think that he would be able to win his father-in-law's favor just because he was a candidate for the Nobel Prize.
Joy and distress were mixed together. Zheng Ren followed the line slowly forward, and the phone in his hand rang.
Zheng Ren took a look and saw that it was Old Chief Physician Pan.
"Chief!" Zheng Ren picked up the phone. As if he was reporting to Sea City General Hospital, he unconsciously stood up straight.
The other side of the phone was very noisy. He was afraid that there was an emergency. Zheng Ren smiled slightly.
"Zheng Ren, what's the matter?" Old Chief Physician Pan was not as enthusiastic as he had imagined. Instead, he asked directly.
"…" Zheng Ren was in a daze for a moment. How was he supposed to answer this?
"It's nothing. I missed you, so I called to say hello," Zheng Ren said.
"I'm busy," Old Chief Physician Pan said hurriedly. Old Chief Physician Pan said hurriedly, "Little Song, increase the blood transfusion speed. One hundred drops per minute."
Huh? This was … an ambulance?
"I've brought the first-aid ambulance to Chengdu. The patient is being transported. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first," Old Chief Physician Pan said.
"You … Be careful of your health," Zheng Ren said worriedly.
"Don't worry. I'm in good health." Old Chief Physician Pan hurriedly hung up the phone.
That was the case. Zheng Ren could imagine that with Old Chief Physician Pan's age, it would be very difficult for him to withstand the busy work at the frontline.
However, the most difficult time had passed.
Although there were still intermittent emergencies, it would definitely not be like before. Moreover, there were many people in the medical team behind him. There would definitely be no shortage of people.
If he did not let Old Chief Physician Pan go, he would probably roll up his sleeves and curse.
Old Chief Physician Pan was healthy and did not have any basic diseases. Little Song from the first-aid ambulance was also quite capable. There should not be a problem.
Zheng Ren pondered and queued up to the checkout counter.
After paying the bill and asking for a large plastic bag, Zheng Ren followed the crowd out of the supermarket.
It had only been less than an hour. It was still early. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He found a place with fewer people and walked around without bringing a cigarette.
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