The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 748 - When In Jianghu, Do As The Jianghu People Do

Chapter 748: When In Jianghu, Do As The Jianghu People Do

“I just came back. I didn’t have time to change my clothes,” Zheng Ren said vaguely.

However, Song Ying instantly understood what he meant. Although he didn’t show it on his face, he nodded slightly and said sincerely, “Thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s alright.”

Su Yun was standing in line obediently. He was holding his phone in his hand and flipping through something absent-mindedly.

After Zheng Ren said that, he smiled and said, “Please eat quickly. They’ll be cold soon.”

Song Ying asked, “Chief Zheng, have you transferred to the Imperial Capital?”

“Yes.”

“After you treated me, I heard Chief Chu mention it a few times. Every time he mentioned you, he would praise you endlessly. I guessed that you would come to the Imperial Capital sooner or later, but I didn’t expect it to be so soon,” Song Ying said with a smile.

Faced with such an occasion, Zheng Ren was momentarily at a loss for words. He didn’t know how to answer.

Song Ying was also shrewd. With a glance, he knew Zheng Ren’s situation. He didn’t wait for Zheng Ren to answer and continued to ask, “Where are you staying in the Imperial Capital? If it’s not convenient for you to stay, I still have an empty house in my hands. You can take it and live there. As for the monthly rent, we can just glaze through the discussions.”

Zheng Ren smiled. He knew that Song Ying only mentioned the monthly rent because he did not want to go too far. With his wealth, wasn’t getting rent the least of his worries?

“I have a place and it’s very close to the hospital so I feel like I’ll continue to stay there. Still, thank you for the offer.”

Next to it? Song Ying was stunned.

“You’re staying at the Golden Palm?”

“Hmm… I am?”

The housing prices in the Imperial Capital had fluctuated slightly over the past few years. The price of Golden Palm property had dropped from 120,000 RMB to around 90,000 RMB over the past few years.

Even so, it did not seem to be a place that a doctor who had just entered the Imperial Capital could afford to live in.

However, the surprise only flashed across Song Ying’s face for a brief moment. He then smiled and said, “It just so happens that I’m also staying in the Golden Palm. Leave me your contact number. I might have to trouble Chief Zheng with some matters in the future.”

Zheng Ren did not mind. He knew it could be considered fostering a relationship with Chief Chu and the CT department.

After exchanging phone numbers and WeChat profiles with Song Ying, Su Yun walked over with a skewer in one hand and a stick in the other.

“Boss, let’s go home,” Su Yun said.

“Okay.” Zheng Ren glanced at Song Ying but did not say anything.

“Let’s go together. We can talk along the way,” Song Ying said with a smile as he ate the grilled sausages.

“Hmm? Manager Song? Why are you still eating grilled sausages?” Su Yun asked as he ate the skewers.

“Chief Zheng’s diagnosis was timely. I had a small operation and was soon cured.”

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and pursed his lips. He did not say anything and focused on eating his grilled sausages.

Although it was already later in the night, there were many people on the road. This was when the streets came alive at night.

It was really great to be able to return to such a lively city.

Hopefully, it would get better as soon as possible. The sweet and humid wind and sky at Chengdu were the real heaven on Earth.

With a slippery but not greasy businessman like Song Ying around, it was not awkward to have a few casual conversations.

After entering the residential area, Song Ying sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun downstairs and watched them walk into their unit. He stood there for a long time and ate all the half-cold grilled sausages before slowly leaving.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned home. There was a set of newly bought and washed clothes on their beds.

[I’m back. You should sleep. I saw the clothes. I’ll wear them tomorrow morning.]

Zheng Ren was still in a daze but did not forget to send a WeChat message to Xie Yiren.

Putting the clothes aside, Zheng Ren took off his coat and collapsed in bed.

After waiting for a few seconds, Xie Yiren did not reply. Zheng Ren fell into a deep sleep.

After a week of uninterrupted surgery and a large number of energy drinks, Zheng Ren’s body was severely overdrawn.

It was only in the System s.p.a.ce that his physical fitness was strengthened. Otherwise, he really would not be able to endure it.

Zheng Ren originally wanted to go to the System s.p.a.ce to take a look but before he went in, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright.

He picked up his phone and it was already noon.

Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. He even said that he wanted to go upstairs to eat with her but he had slept until now.

He glanced at his WeChat messages but Xie Yiren had not replied. She probably did not want to disturb his sleep.

[I’m awake. Smiley face~]

Zheng Ren sent a message to Xie Yiren.

[I’m at home. Sister Yue went to work. Wake me up after you wash up. Let’s go out for a bite. I just woke up not long ago.] Xie Yiren replied.

She drove all the way to find him and endured for nearly 20 hours of surgery. She was exhausted.

Zheng Ren was lazy for a rare few minutes. He did not think about the past.

The past was already in the past. Next, he should think about his future job.

There were not enough beds in the ward. Zheng Ren was constantly troubled.

It was different from Sea City General Hospital. In Sea City, there were more than 20 beds in the emergency ward.

However, this was the Imperial Capital. A large number of patients from all over the country had gathered here. A single bed was more valuable than its weight in gold.

Department Chief Kong was already generous enough to give him a few beds. No one knew how much pressure and scrutiny he was under.

He would definitely not be able to expand much here. If he were to dig deeper, he would definitely offend a certain professor or even all of the professors that were in charge of groups.

If he did not know how far he could go, he did not know what kind of trouble he would cause if he were to reach this stage.

Su Yun was right. Xie Yiren and Old Chief Physician Pan did not have a ward. Were they not working at the same time? The radiofrequency ablation of thousands of units a year did not make things difficult for the other party.

This should be the first step. It was better to find an opportunity to meet with the chief of each department there.

To open up his interpersonal relationships… When he thought of this, Zheng Ren felt that he was in a difficult position.

However, he couldn’t let Su Yun go out and make trouble, could he?

As a chief resident, Su Yun still had a very high status in the surgical world.

But against the chief physicians of the Imperial Capital Hospital, Su Yun was much weaker. This was especially true now that he was still a n.o.bel Prize candidate. If he didn’t appear, the chief physicians would think that he was putting on airs and it would be even more difficult to communicate in the future.

When one was in Jianghu, they needed to act like the people of Jianghu.

Zheng Ren sighed, got up, and went to wash up.

Su Yun was sleeping soundly on the other side. Zheng Ren did not wake him. He took a hot shower and changed into a new set of clothes before contacting Xie Yiren.

Xie Yiren did not ask Zheng Ren to go upstairs. Instead, she asked him to meet her in the underground parking lot.

She had not driven back. Zheng Ren was also very curious. He did not know what kind of car she had been driving recently.

If another Volvo XC60 appeared, Zheng Ren could only sigh. He really did not understand cars.

When he reached the parking lot, Zheng Ren received a call from Xie Yiren, telling him where the car was.

A pure black Aston Martin was parked in the underground parking lot. Its engine was as quiet as a leopard that had found its prey, ready to jump up at any moment.

Looking at the streamlined design, Zheng Ren frowned.

He did not know what an Aston Martin was, nor did he know what kind of configuration and superior performance this car had.

Just from a glance, he knew it was expensive.

“Come on up. What are you looking at?” Xie Yiren saw Zheng Ren standing in front of the car in a daze, so she decided to greet him.

“I’m thinking that this car can only seat two people. I’ll need go to work tomorrow and the day after. Should I sit in the trunk or should it be Chang Yue?”