The Surgeon’s Studio

“Do you always remember this?” Little Yiren raised her arm and touched Zheng Ren’s head to show her encouragement.

Zheng Ren gently stroked his cheek and kissed Little Yiren’s hand.

“Ah!” Little Yiren almost jumped up as if she had been electrocuted.

“Yes.” Zheng Ren then held Little Yiren’s hand and said, “If you are poor, you should take care of yourself. If you are successful, you must help the world. I think it’s very right.”

“My father said the same thing. He said that he didn’t want me to do anything earth-shattering, and he didn’t want me to enter the business world to inherit my mantle and expand my territory. As long as I can do something meaningful, that’s enough.” Little Yiren’s face was still a little red, but she pretended that nothing had happened and smiled.

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

“You’re back early today. I’ll video chat with Old Chief Physician Pan,” Zheng Ren said.

“I just video chatted with Sister Yue yesterday. Chief Physician Pan is feeding the fish at home. His fish tank is huge. It would take two hours to change the water every time. However, Old Chief Physician Pan is not good at raising fish. Sister Yue and I have even discussed going to his house next time to help him fix it.”

Zheng Ren smiled.

Although he had left Sea City, he was still worried about Old Chief Physician Pan. After the video call every three to five days, he subconsciously felt that Old Chief Physician Pan of Sea City was like his father.

Old Chief Physician Pan was hale and hearty. He was slightly thinner than before. He was probably tired from being at the front line and had yet to recover.

He nagged Zheng Ren to pay attention to the safety of the surgery. Zheng Ren only smiled.

After chatting for a while, Chief Physician Pan was about to rest, so Zheng Ren turned off his phone, hugged Little Yiren goodbye, and returned to his residence.

He sent a WeChat message to Feng Xuhui.

[Is there a problem with your health?]

Soon, Feng Xuhui’s reply arrived.

[You have already checked in near the 912. See you tomorrow morning, Chief Zheng.]

Zheng Ren smiled.

Su Yun had always been in contact with Feng Xuhui, and every time Zheng Ren wanted to contact Feng Xuhui, he would always hesitate and eventually give up.

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

Feng Xuhui, this young man, was really desperate. He did not know if his recovery was good or not.

When Su Yun first started the live broadcast of the surgery, he left a lot of space for Feng Xuhui. He did not forget it just because he was not around. Su Yun had told him about this before. Su Yun was a stubborn person, but he was soft-hearted.

Zheng Ren did not wait for Su Yun to come back. He began to wash up. Then, he greeted Little Yiren and said good night. Then, he lay on the bed and began to think about the patient for the TIPS surgery the next day.

After confirming that there were no mistakes, he entered the System space and clicked on the time to buy the surgery training. Then, he began to perform the splenectomy for Gaucher disease.

This time, the System did not issue a mission, so Zheng Ren felt a little regretful. Although there was still a lot of time for surgical training, it was still better to save as much as possible.

…

The Imperial Capital, near the 912 hospital, in a rented house…

Feng Xuhui was also doing his own work.

When he was not around, Chief Zheng turned on the surgical broadcast and performed a lot of similar surgeries. Feng Xuhui gathered all the information through his familiar connections.

He knew that most people now called Zheng Ren ‘Boss Zheng’, but Feng Xuhui still called him ‘Chief Zheng’ out of habit.

It was not for other reasons, but he felt that it was very kind to call him that.

He had a small notebook that recorded the surgeries that Zheng Ren could perform. He also consulted the sales of other companies that did the same business and related medical supplies. Every single one of them was kept in reserve.

Feng Xuhui’s thoughts became more and more meticulous. He knew that the preparatory work that he had done might not be useful in his entire life. However, once Chief Zheng wanted to perform the surgery and did not have the appropriate equipment, it would be a very awkward thing.

Although it was said that Chief Zheng could also perform a liver repair while he was in the town of Nanchuan in the epicenter of the earthquake, that was because he was forced to do so. No one wanted to do that when there were conditions.

Therefore, Feng Xuhui had done research on every type of surgery that Chief Zheng had performed. He had also made a record of the rare and special medical supplies.

Tomorrow, Chief Zheng was going to perform the surgery live. He had just checked all the medical supplies. The hospital had all kinds of backup medical supplies.

However, he still assumed that there was a problem. He had prepared enough medical supplies in the suitcase for a rainy day.

After he had done everything, he stretched and prepared to rest.

He smiled. He was really paranoid about being persecuted. He had prepared everything so well. He did not know why.

He stood up; his left leg went limp, and his body leaned slightly to the left.

At the place where his thigh was penetrated, his muscles were broken, and it was seriously infected. It was already good enough that he could recover to this extent. However, he was still not used to it and would occasionally stumble.

Then, he would use the rest of his life to get used to it. He would allow time to erase the wounds, both on his body and in his heart.

Feng Xuhui was very satisfied. Compared to those who would never be able to return, he was considered lucky.

He limped to the suitcase and checked it once. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he placed the suitcase at the door to change his shoes.

After washing up, he lay down on the bed.

Feng Xuhui’s legs were a little sore and itchy. If he wanted to fully recover, it would be impossible for him to do so for the rest of his life. He still had some regrets. Limping did not make it easy to find a girlfriend.

However, he did not complain or feel sorry for himself. He smiled, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

…

The next day, Feng Xuhui carried the suitcase to the 912.

The rental house was very close to the hospital. Feng Xuhui did it to avoid the traffic jam during the morning rush hour or to find a parking space to delay time.

He had considered all these things very carefully, just like when he was in Sea City.

The 912’s Intervention Department. When he came here again, Feng Xuhui felt like he had had a very, very long dream.

The last time he came, he was still the business manager of Changfeng’s Northeast Region, responsible for the development of the barren wilderness.

Fortunately, he met Chief Zheng, and his life changed dramatically.

Feng Xuhui, who was limping, never blamed the flying steel bar on Zheng Ren because he knew that, the moment he could drive straight to Chengdu, he was ready to never come back.

And Chief Zheng’s appearance only made his life a little brighter and more brilliant.

After getting off the elevator, Feng Xuhui dragged the suitcase with some difficulty and walked step by step to the Intervention Department.

Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder from behind.

“Manager Feng, long time no see.”

The voice was very familiar, but the tone that had always been sarcastic disappeared. It was full of cordiality.

Feng Xuhui turned around and welcomed a warm hug.

Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui’s back and said with a smile, “To be able to come back alive, you are really lucky!”

This was true. Feng Xuhui chuckled.

“Little Feng, welcome back.” Zheng Ren walked over and reached out to hold Feng Xuhui’s hand, shaking it gently twice.

Feng Xuhui felt that something was wrong. Usually, Chief Zheng would call him Manager Feng politely but with a hint of estrangement.

But this time, he called him Little Feng.

He quickly smiled and was about to say something when Zheng Ren took the initiative and pulled the suitcase from his hand. He smiled and said, “Are you all better?”

“I’m basically fine. I just need to walk slowly.” Feng Xuhui had a terrified look on his face. He wanted to take back the suitcase, but Zheng Ren refused.

“Just this once, I haven’t thanked you for what happened in Pengxi Village. No need to thank me. You’re being too pretentious,” Zheng Ren said as he slowly walked to the department. “You should be in charge of my business.”

“Yes, the company wanted to send someone else to contact me, but Chairman Ma felt that I would be back soon. I was afraid that you wouldn’t be used to it, so I kept it empty.”

Zheng Ren nodded and walked toward the Intervention Department.

There were no overly enthusiastic words or promises, but Feng Xuhui could feel that Chief Zheng’s attitude toward him had changed slightly from the details.

It was just that…it had been a long time since he had seen Chief Zheng. His temperament had changed so much.

Feng Xuhui had not seen Zheng Ren for about four months.

Ever since he left Sea City, Zheng Ren had gone on a mission. Until the end of the earthquake relief work, Feng Xuhui had passed by Zheng Ren every time.

He usually looked at him every day and could not feel anything. However, Feng Xuhui had not seen Zheng Ren for too long. He immediately noticed that Chief Zheng’s temperament was becoming more and more stable, as if he was a big mountain, thick and solid.

Feng Xuhui even had a ‘hallucination’. If he did something too excessive and made too big a mistake, no one would be able to snatch Chief Zheng’s medical supplies.

Following behind Zheng Ren, Feng Xuhui limped in. Feng Xuhui had a lot of things on his mind.