The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 589 - Red Lipstick Was An Unsolvable Problem

Chapter 589: Red Lipstick Was An Unsolvable Problem

When he arrived at the hospital, Zheng Ren first asked Old Chief Physician Pan to cancel his leave.

Old Chief Physician Pan looked good. He chatted with Zheng Ren for a while and asked Zheng Ren to bring him the latest issue of the New England Journal of Medicine.

He could see the hope and relief in Old Chief Physician Pan’s eyes.

The two chatted for a while and went to the emergency ward to make their shifts and ward rounds together.

Most of the patients in the ward had not arrived yet. With modern medical treatment, some common diseases were getting closer and closer to rapid recovery medical treatments. In the past, after a cholecystectomy, they would be able to crouch down in about two or three days. On the first night after laparoscopic surgery, the patients would be able to request to go home without a change in their expressions.

Regarding that, neither Zheng Ren nor Old Chief Physician Pan had any good ideas on what to do afterward.

After they transferred to the emergency ward, Zheng Ren and Su Yun accompanied Old Chief Physician Pan to the Emergency Department’s observation room.

If they transferred to the emergency department’s observation room, they would just need to take a quick look. There were no critical cases there.

The surgical department mainly dealt with minor car accidents and head injuries from fighting.

On the other hand, the gastrointestinal department was very complicated. There were all sorts of digestive diseases, colds, and fever. Those who did not have any admission criteria would be quietly placed in the emergency department’s observation room with the corresponding drugs for observation.

The more important ones, the doctors in the emergency department did not dare to place them in the observation room. They were all directly sent to the corresponding departments.

Old Chief Physician Pan’s ward rounds were detailed enough, but it took him more than 20 minutes to check them again.

After the morning work ended, Old Chief Physician Pan returned to his office to oversee the emergency department while Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned to the emergency ward.

“Why did you drag the professor back?” Zheng Ren asked on the way back.

“It’s all because of your stupid matter,” Su Yun said. “Your previous plan has been rejected by everyone. The new plan now is big and shocking enough.”

Zheng Ren was speechless.

“I can guarantee that if you go and talk to a girl on the street and conduct our plan, she’ll be in love with you for life,” Su Yun said.

“Stop bullsh*tting.” Zheng ren frowned and asked, “What exactly do you want to do?”

“According to the votes, the whole thing has to be kept a secret from you.” Su Yun smiled mischievously, “Aren’t you leaving? Everyone said to give you a surprise sendoff… Well, it’s like sending off the G.o.d of Plague. You don’t even know that when you’re not at the hospital, it’s so quiet here that you can sleep once you’re full.”

Zheng Ren spread his hands.

He did not expect them to send him off?

Forget it. Zheng Ren could not be bothered with them. Although he was a little unhappy that he could not make the decision to celebrate Little Yiren’s birthday, Su Yun’s reason was sufficient.

Let them make a fuss. He had no experience in such matters anyway. He reckoned that there was nothing new to it.

Usually, Zheng Ren did not celebrate his birthday. It was also the first time he was celebrating someone else’s birthday.

To give a gift… Zheng Ren could only focus on the gift.

It was already December 7th so he had to hurry up on the matter.

However, he did not know what to gift her.

After returning from the capital, he gave Xie Yiren a heart made out of a micro-conducting silk plate and she had accepted.

What about this time?

Zheng Ren was deep in thought as he returned to the emergency ward.

He found a spot with sunlight and sat down. Zheng Ren continued to think about the problem.

For Zheng Ren, buying a gift was even more difficult than TIPS surgery.

Sitting under the sunlight, Zheng Ren began to recall the details of his time with Xie Yiren.

As he thought about it, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“You don’t seem to be thinking of anything good.” Su Yun was playing with his phone with his head lowered. He seemed to have sensed the hormones coming from Zheng Ren and raised his head to jab at him.

Zheng Ren smiled and ignored him. He continued to think about what gift to buy for Xie Yiren.

Along the way, he recalled the day when Xie Yiren used lipstick to draw a mark on his hand. Zheng Ren could not save that lipstick mark on his hand.

As long as he went through surgery and brushed his hand, it would definitely be brushed off.

Lipstick?

He could get her lipstick!

Zheng Ren seemed to remember hearing from his colleagues that all girls liked lipstick.

He immediately picked up his phone. After hesitating for a moment, he opened Lin Jiaojiao’s WeChat.

[h.e.l.lo, Sister Lin.]

Ten seconds later, Lin Jiaojiao replied to the message.

[Yes, little Boss Zheng, what’s wrong?]

[There’s something I need to trouble you with. I want to buy a lipstick that looks like… Like a bullet?]

[…]

Lin Jiaojiao replied with an ellipsis. However, she soon replied with the next message.

[Little Boss Zheng, I think I know what you’re talking about. Wait a moment, I’ll look for the picture and send it to you.]

Zheng Ren was embarra.s.sed.

It seemed that he had asked the right person. It was like what he said. Even he did not know what he was talking about but Lin Jiaojiao had figured it out.

For Zheng Ren, it could be described as a magical thing.

If not for the fact that he needed to be a professional to make money, it would indeed be twice the result with half the effort.

Soon, his phone chimed with a WeChat notification.

A picture was sent over.

Zheng Ren’s eyes lit up. Yes, that was it!

[Sister Lin, you’re too awesome!]

[It’s nothing like that. This radish-tinted lipstick is designed with a metal warhead and is also known as the Queen’s Scepter. It has three materials and 36 colors. It’s smooth like silk, with a matte velvet and made from pure tulle.]

Zheng Ren was dumbfounded.

[Which material and color are you looking for?]

Lin Jiaojiao asked.

Zheng Ren was still confused. Color? There were 36 other colors? In Zheng Ren’s memory, the colors were only red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, black, and white.

Lin Jiaojiao seemed to have sensed Zheng Ren’s embarra.s.sment. After almost a minute, she replied.

[Little Boss Zheng, are you going to give it to your girlfriend?]

[Yes.]

Zheng Ren replied in a daze. The lipstick colors were like a colorful rainbow that was circling in his mind.

[001M Queen’s red, also known as the Queen’s color.

It’s a very bright red color. This color had three textures and very unique black tubes. The only difference between them is that the texture is a little different. Once applied, the full effect of the color would immediately be unleashed. This color is a slightly retro red and very ‘queen-like’. It’s like placing a crown over your lips, making it the star of the show.

The texture is moist and smooth, and it wouldn’t dry out. The upper lip will be especially moist, so it’s very suitable for girls with full lips. It complements those with yellow and white skin complexion.]

Lin Jiaojiao quickly typed out a message and began to explain it to Zheng Ren.

However, for a straight man like Zheng Ren, the model, material, and color of lipstick… Zheng Ren could not even imagine it.

Nuclear magnetic dispersion, weakening a gradient energy. Zheng Ren could understand things that were extremely complicated.

But the lipstick color was an unsolvable problem for Zheng Ren.

[215M, red bean paste with a little pink. This color number can be said to be the temperament of the seasons. When it comes to autumn…]

On his side, Zheng Ren was dumbfounded.

On the other side, Lin Jiaojiao was still going on.

After saying three or four color numbers, Lin Jiaojiao suddenly stopped.

She realized something.

[Little boss Zheng, can you imagine the color number of lipstick?]