Zheng Ren and Su Yun left the hospitalization department, and the weather was getting colder and the wind was biting.

The two hurriedly walked back to the guesthouse, without saying anything else, and went back to their room to prepare to go to bed.

Zheng Ren returned to his room, took off his coat, and hung it neatly.

The outerwear fits very well, and Xie Yiren is good at buying clothes.

Seeing several coats hanging in a row, Zheng Ren’s mouth unconsciously smiled.

After watching for a while, she probably had already fallen asleep by this time. Zheng Ren felt a little disappointed and always felt that there was something wrong.

I think I should have said good night to Xie Yiren on a daily basis these days, so I have become accustomed to it.

Taking off his sweater, Zheng Ren turned his head and looked at the gauze. The blade edge was a little itchy, and the threads should be removed in three days.

When he came to the imperial capital, he actually went back with injuries. Zheng Ren shook his head.

Turn on the hot water, and the white mist rose. Zheng Ren carefully placed his left shoulder outside the shower cover area.

In this way, half of the bodies cannot take a shower.

But this is the only way. Zheng Ren has become accustomed to being tired for a day. He goes home to take a hot shower, then goes to bed and has a full sleep.

Hot water flows through the right half of the body, and the busyness of the day is taken away by water drops, leaving behind ease and comfort.

Zheng Renluo was a little regretful. If Xie Yiren was there, how great would it be to have a few words to talk about.

Lying on the bed, bursts of fatigue came from all limbs and bones. Zheng Ren burst into anger and wanted to sleep.

Before going to bed, I habitually opened my phone, but I saw a small red dot mark on Xie Yiren’s WeChat avatar.

Zheng Ren clicked and saw only the long chat records appearing in his field of vision.

After leaving the Tang and Song Cafe, Zheng Ren left a message to Xie Yiren, saying that there was an emergency surgery and told her not to wait for herself.

In the past few hours, Xie Yiren actually said so many things?

Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat.

Although he has never had a girlfriend, Zheng Ren has also heard a joke that if a man sends a WeChat message to a woman, the woman is busy with something and does not reply to WeChat, the woman will definitely be very happy afterwards.

But if it turns out, the man will be dead.

He told Xie Yiren that Zheng Ren's brain was running quickly and repeatedly confirmed this. He didn't dare to read the message that Xie Yiren sent to him, and his fingers kept pulling up the chat records.

After dozens of records were turned over, Zheng Ren found himself and told Xie Yiren that he had an emergency surgery and he was going to have an operation.

Although it was confirmed, Zheng Ren was still very uneasy.

He carefully read Xie Yiren's first reply.

【There is an emergency department on that side?】

Uh, yes, Xiao Yiren was right, why did he also have an emergency surgery in the imperial capital? Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

Let’s look at the second one.

[Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zheng. Smiling~]

Mr. Zheng? Is this kidding or angry?

Zheng Ren was very nervous, worried about gains and losses, and was completely decisive and agile as he did during the operation.

[Get off the stage and go back to bed early. Will there be surgery tomorrow?]

【Remember to eat early tomorrow morning and go to the stage when you are hungry. What if you have hypoglycemia again?】

[There are minus ten degrees below zero, and I see that the imperial capital is about minus three degrees below zero, so I will choose two thicker clothes tomorrow.]

[When will you come back? The surgery has been missing in the past few days, which is particularly boring.]

...

...

The messages that Zheng Ren imagined that made him embarrassed and embarrassed did not appear, and Xiao Yiren was just asking some daily words.

Seeing the end, Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's okay.

[I'm back, took a shower, and prepared to go to bed. The surgery will be conducted at 8:30 tomorrow, four liver cancers will be treated with intervention. Good night.]

Zheng Ren hesitated for a few minutes, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again, and finally left a normal reply, with no error at all, but no highlights.

When Zheng Ren put down his phone, he felt a little sweet and itchy.

This is really good.

He was exhausted and had been thrown away long ago. The smile on the corner of Zheng Ren's mouth became stronger and stronger without realizing it.

When Zheng Ren was charging his phone and turned off the bedside light. Just as he was about to go to bed, he heard a prompt on his mobile phone on WeChat.

His hand picked up his phone like lightning, and his hand speed reached its peak, comparable to the hand speed when performing emergency surgery on Miao Xiaohua.

No, it's a little faster than emergency surgery.

This is the speed that exceeds Zheng Ren's physical limit.

【Sleep, good night, huh~~~】

Xie Yiren was behind and gave a cute snoring expression.

Zheng Ren's smile on his lips became stronger.

【Good night, a good night dream, no need to go back.】

Zheng Ren replied, then turned off his phone again.

Will she reply or not? Zheng Ren then falls into a mystery.

This mystery made Zheng Ren more confused than some rare disease with high difficulty. He had no experience, and the big pig's hoof in the system would not tell him what Xie Yiren thought.

I fell asleep in a daze, but my phone kept quiet.

I woke up until dawn.

Zheng Ren was woken up by Feng Xuhui's knock on the door.

When I looked at my phone, it was already six:30 in the morning.

Zheng Ren got up, put on his clothes, opened the door and let Feng Xuhui come in.

Today, Feng Xuhui brought a few trunks of small buns, "Mr. Zheng, I don't know what flavor you like, so I specially bought a few more."

"You're so kind." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Just have stuttering, there's no need to be so troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble." Feng Xuhui's smile was a little smoother than before, as if he had grown up overnight and realized something, "As long as you can eat well, I will be satisfied."

Zheng Ren called Su Yun and asked him to get up and have a meal.

Su Yun walked over sleepyly, glanced at the things on the table, and asked, "Where is Doujier?"

"..." Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment. He thought that Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both from Northeast China and would not like foods like Douyuer that have Beijing flavor in their souls.

"It's good to eat, and I'm still picking it like this." Zheng Ren picked up a tray of buns for Su Yun and said, "Hurry up and eat, there are four surgeries today. By the way, have we ordered the prostate surgery?"

"I have already booked it and told you too, don't you know?" Su Yun was surprised and did not make things difficult for Feng Xuhui, a small sales manager, and turned around to start swearing Zheng Ren.

"..." Zheng Ren really doesn't remember when he told himself. Could it be that he had a fever that day and was confused?

"I was originally scheduled to see a patient this afternoon. Who would have thought you would have to undergo interventional treatment for liver cancer? I hope it won't delay the problem. If the situation allows, the patient will be transferred to the interventional department." Su Yun didn't care, he didn't need to do these jobs anyway.

"Oh." Zheng Ren was helpless. Why did he feel a little busier in the imperial capital than at home?

After dinner, Feng Xuhui cleaned the table quickly and washed up Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
Chapter completed!