"Do you always remember this sentence?" Xiao Yiren raised her arm and touched Zheng Ren's head to show encouragement.

The palm gently stroked across his cheeks, and Zheng Ren gently kissed Xiao Yiren's hand.

"Ah!" Xiao Yiren almost jumped up as if she was electrocuted.

"Yes." Zheng Ren then held Xiao Yiren's hand and said, "If you are poor, you will be safe; if you are rich, you will be able to help the world. I think it's right."

"My father said the same. He said, he didn't want me to do anything earth-shaking, nor did he want me to enter the business world, inherit my legacy, and expand my territory. As long as I can do something meaningful, it's enough." Xiao Yiren's face was still a little red, but he pretended that nothing was wrong and said with a smile.

After getting off the elevator, Zheng Ren held Xiao Yiren's hand and entered the house.

"I'm back early today, so I'll have a video with Director Old Pan." Zheng Ren said.

"My sister and I just had a video yesterday. Director Pan was feeding fish at home. His fish tank was so big, it would take two hours to change the water. However, the old director was not good at raising fish. Sister Yue and I discussed that we would help him get it next time."

Zheng Ren smiled.

Although he left Haicheng, he was always concerned about Director Pan. He videoed every three or five days, and he subconsciously felt that Director Pan, the old director of Haicheng, was like his father.

Director Pan is in good spirits and is slightly thinner than before. He probably is tired on the front line and has not recovered yet.

He told Zheng Ren very long-windedly to pay attention to the safety of the surgery, and Zheng Ren just laughed.

After chatting for a while, Director Pan was about to rest, so Zheng Ren turned off his cell phone, hugged Xiao Yiren and said goodbye, and returned to his residence.

He sent Feng Xuhui a WeChat message.

【There is no problem with your health.】

Soon, Feng Xuhui's reply arrived.

【Already checked in around 912, see you tomorrow morning, Mr. Zheng.】

Zheng Ren smiled.

Su Yun has always been in contact with Feng Xuhui, and every time Zheng Ren wants to contact Feng Xuhui, he always hesitates and finally gives up.

These days, Su Yun said that Feng Xuhui had been discharged from the hospital and told Zheng Ren that he was coming to 912.

Feng Xuhui, this young man is really hardworking, and I don’t know if he is recovering now.

When Su Yun first started doing the live operation, he left Feng Xuhui with a lot of space, instead of forgetting because he was not here. Su Yun told himself about this, Su Yun was also a tough guy, and he was soft-hearted.

Zheng Ren started washing without waiting for Su Yun to come back, and then greeted Xiao Yiren good night, then lay on the bed and began to recall the patient who had tips surgery tomorrow.

After confirming again, enter the system space, click on the purchase of surgical training time, and start the splenectomy of Gaucher's disease.

Zheng Ren felt a little regretful that the big pig's hooves did not issue a task this time. Although there is still a lot of time for surgery training, it is better to save some if you can.

...

In the imperial capital, near the 912 Hospital, in a rental house.

Feng Xuhui is also doing his own job.

When Mr. Zheng was away, he performed a live broadcast of the surgery and performed many similar surgeries. Feng Xuhui collected all the information little by little through familiar relationships.

He knew that most people now call Zheng Ren Boss Zheng, but Feng Xuhui still habitually called Mr. Zheng.

Nothing else, I just feel that it's so kind.

He had a small book that recorded the surgery Zheng Renneng had and consulted other companies that also did business for sales and related consumables, each of which was reserved for spare.

Feng Xuhui's mind became more and more delicate. He knew that the preparations he had done might not be used for the rest of his life, but once Mr. Zheng wanted to have surgery and did not have the right equipment, it would be such an embarrassing thing.

Although it is said that General Zheng can also do liver repair in Nanchuan Town, the epicenter of the epicenter, it was forced to do so. When conditions permit, no one wants to do this.

Therefore, Feng Xuhui did research on every type of surgery that Mr. Zheng had done, and registered all rare special consumables.

Tomorrow, Mr. Zheng will have a live broadcast of the surgery. He has just checked various consumables and the hospital has various backups.

However, he still assumed that something was wrong and prepared enough consumables in the trolley case for emergencies.

After doing everything, he stretched and prepared to rest.

He smiled. He really had paranoia for persecution. He prepared everything so well, and he didn't know why.

Standing up, his left leg weakened, and his body tilted slightly to the left.

The position of the thigh, the muscles are broken, and the infection is severe. It is already good to recover from this. But I am not used to it now and occasionally stagger.

Then use the rest of your life to adapt, and the scars will soon be smoothed out, whether it is on the body or in the heart.

Feng Xuhui is very content. Compared with those who will never come back, he is lucky.

He limped to the trolley case, checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he placed the trolley case at the door to change his shoes.

Wash and lie on the bed.

Feng Xuhui's legs were a little sore and itchy. If he wanted to recover completely, it would probably be impossible in his life. He was still a little regretful and limped, but it was difficult to find a girlfriend.

However, this regret did not complain or self-pity. He smiled and turned off the light to fall asleep.

...

The next day, Feng Xuhui came to 912 with a trolley case.

The rental house is very close to the hospital. Feng Xuhui is trying to avoid traffic jams during the morning rush hour or delaying time because of finding a parking space.

He thought about these things very safely, just like when he was in Haicheng.

912, Interventional Department, when he came here again, Feng Xuhui felt like he had a very long dream.

When I came last time, I was the business manager of Changfeng Northeast Region, responsible for the development of the deserted wilderness.

Fortunately, I met Mr. Zheng and my life changed drastically.

Feng Xuhui, who was limping, never counted the flying steel bar on Zheng Ren's head, because he knew that the moment he could drive straight to Rongcheng, he was ready to not come back.

The appearance of Mr. Zheng only made his life more bright and more gorgeous.

After getting off the elevator, Feng Xuhui dragged the trolley box with some difficulty and came to the interventional department step by step.

Suddenly, he patted his hands on his shoulder.

"Manager Feng, long time no see."

The voice is very familiar, but it has always been joking, but the tone of arguing disappears, full of intimacy.

Feng Xuhui turned around and welcomed a warm hug.

Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui's back with his hand and smiled: "I'm so lucky to come back alive!"

This is true, Feng Xuhui smiled.

"Xiao Feng, welcome back." Zheng Ren then walked over, reached out and held Feng Xuhui's hand, and shook it gently twice.

Feng Xuhui felt something was wrong. Usually, Mr. Zheng was polite, but polite but estranged.

And this time, I call myself Xiao Feng.

He quickly smiled. Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Ren took the lead, pulled the trolley box from his hand, and smiled and said, "Have you healed?"

"It's basically good, just walk slowly." Feng Xuhui looked panicked and wanted to get the trolley case back, but was rejected by Zheng Ren.

"Just this time, I haven't thanked you for the matter in Pengxi Township. I'm not grateful. I'm too pretentious." Zheng Ren said, and slowly walked towards the department, "You should be responsible for my business."

"Well, the company wanted to send someone else to contact us before, but Mr. Ma thought I would be back soon. I was afraid that you would not get used to it, so I kept empty."

Zheng Ren nodded and walked towards the interventional department.

There were no words too enthusiastic, and no promises, but Feng Xuhui could feel from the details that Mr. Zheng’s attitude towards him had changed a little.

But... I haven't seen Mr. Zheng for a long time, and his temperament has changed so much.

Feng Xuhui hasn't seen Zheng Ren for about four months.

Since leaving Haicheng, Zheng Ren went to perform his mission and until the end of earthquake relief, Feng Xuhui always passed by Zheng Ren.

Usually, I can't see anything when I watch it every day. But Feng Xuhui didn't see Zheng Ren for too long, and immediately realized that Mr. Zheng's temperament became more and more steady, as if it was a mountain, thick and solid.

Feng Xuhui even had an "illusion". As long as he was good and too out of order, he made too big mistakes, no one could take away Mr. Zheng's consumables.
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