Chapter 188: Put It Down, I’ll Do It

Chapter 188: Put It Down, I’ll Do It

“The infusion should be complete before noon, so we’ll go together later,” said Zheng Ren.

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren as if he was a fool.

“Let’s go.”

“Where to?” Zheng Ren was puzzled.

“You need to undergo a cranial CT scan to rule out brain injury.”

“…”

“Can you please understand your current state?” Su Yun said angrily, “You’re injured, so how are you going to perform surgery in a lead apron? Do you want to lie down on the operating table again? I’ll attend the conference alone and you’ll get some rest here.”

“It ain’t that serious.” Zheng Ren shook his head. “I just want to gain knowledge from the conference.”

“You’re crazy,” replied Su Yun coldly.

Zheng Ren remained persistent despite their argument, so Su Yun left the room with the tetanus toxoid. Even though he had no desire to do anything now, he still subconsciously fulfilled his duties as the flawless assistant.

Since Zheng Ren had decided to go, Su Yun had to prepare the necessary documents before attending the conference.

He also felt helpless.

“Give this to Boss Zheng later.” Su Yun passed the tetanus toxoid to a trainee on duty in the thoracic surgery department.

Class Three Grade A Hospitals in Imperial Capital usually had fewer doctors as tedious tasks—on-calls, medical record documentation and surgery—were usually performed by trainees, postgraduate students and doctoral students.

The chief resident had gone to watch over Fang Lin today, leaving only a trainee to keep an eye on the house.

“Okay.” The trainee on duty was a dark-skinned man in his late thirties who looked easy-going and steady.

After accepting the tetanus toxoid, he suddenly smiled and said, “Brother Yun, I’ve heard legends about you when I first came to the hospital. If I was half as good as you, I would have left the hospital in my hometown a long time ago.”

“Which idiot with his big mouth…” Su Yun stayed indifferent and arrogant, as always.

“Yesterday, I even heard them say that you’ve found yourself a new boss, which makes me curious. Is there someone superior to you?” A bright smile formed on his honest face. “That person must really be awesome.”

Su Yun, who was in a bad mood, pretended to hear nothing and strode out of the room.

The middle-aged man was not displeased at all. What could he possibly say about a wunderkind with superb talent, anyway?

“Old Han, why are you giggling?” asked a nurse on duty as she returned to the treatment room with a bottle in her hand.

Everyone’s mood was gloomy due to Fang Lin’s injury.

“Nothing.” Old Han entered the room and obtained a 1mL syringe for a tetanus toxoid skin test.

The nurse was surprised. “Huh? What are you doing?”

“I’m going to perform a tetanus toxoid skin test on Boss Zheng,” answered Old Han.

“Put it down, and allow me.” The young nurse quickly discarded her infusion drip needle and snatched the 1mL syringe from Old Han’s hand, squeezing him aside at the same time.

“…” Old Han was puzzled. He was just trying to help, but why did the nurse look like she had a blood feud with him?

“Just do your job well,” said the young nurse, who then walked out of the room after putting iodophor, cotton swabs and the syringe into a kidney dish.

Upon reaching the on-call room, the nurse stood outside and took a few deep breaths before gently knocking on the door.

Knocking at the door of the on-call room, especially softly, felt so strange.

This decorum was never present when patients’ conditions deteriorated during night shifts. Instead, they normally flung the door open and summoned frontliners harshly and rudely.

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Zheng Ren’s voice came from within. “Please, come in.”

The nurse put on a smile and greeted him politely before putting the kidney dish down. “Chief Zheng, I’m here to perform a skin test on you.”

“I’m sorry to trouble you,” said Zheng Ren.

“That’s too polite of you.”

Zheng Ren’s clothes had been shredded and thrown away, so he was currently wearing Su Yun’s coat, which fit him oddly.

The nurse applied a tourniquet on Zheng Ren’s arm and proficiently injected a small amount of tetanus toxoid subcutaneously with the 1mL syringe in her right hand.

“Let me know immediately if you feel unwell.” After the procedure was complete, the young nurse smiled and said, “Chief Zheng, where is your phone?”

“Here.” Zheng Ren took out his phone, somewhat perplexed.

He did not have a password lock as he considered the feature cumbersome and unnecessary.

“Allow me.” After unlocking his phone, the nurse launched his WeChat, brought up a QR code and added him as a friend.

It was so quick that Zheng Ren could not react in any way.

“Text me via WeChat if you need anything,” said the nurse before darting out of the room.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren was still dumbfounded as this was the first time a woman had requested his contact information.

Perhaps not the first time; in Sea City, that girl with a ponytail called… Oh, Liu Xinyu! She had asked for his WeChat as well.

The nurse just now looked a little familiar. Where had he seen her before?

Zheng Ren could not identify her even after racking his brain for a while. Thus, he gave up and began revising the local anatomy of the prostate.

The nurse came out of the on-call room and instructed, “Old Han, keep an eye on him.”

Old Han agreed with a smile. He never sought dominance as the nurses in the hospital were more skillful than trainees. It was also better to stay on good terms with medical staff while furthering his studies. That way, it would be easier to request assistance from professors in things such as surgery in the future.

Offending nurses under the assumption that they would not meet in the future would make it near impossible to ask a professor to perform surgery when the need arose.

The nurse returned to the treatment room for sharp item disposal. Along the way, she recalled the incident earlier in the morning where Zheng Ren had knelt on the stretcher trolley and performed an emergency laparotomy for hemostasis, radiating a sense of calm and security in the middle of a red pool of blood. The thought subconsciously made her smile.

“Let’s not attend the conference this afternoon. We should have fun in Xiangshan Park or Miyun Reservoir instead,” said Su Yun upon his return, not bothering to hide the sarcasm in his voice.

“Our purpose here in Imperial Capital is to gain knowledge. Besides, it’s just a conference anyway, not a big deal at all,” replied Zheng Ren slowly.

“Hey, did this slight injury not dim your fire in the slightest?” asked Su Yun, annoyed.

“I’m fine; it’s just a skin trauma.” Zheng Ren smiled. “Three days of antibiotics, one tetanus toxoid injection and the suture can be removed in seven days. Don’t worry.”

“I’ve informed the others in the group chat. They want to visit you,” said Su Yun.

“…” Zheng Ren’s hand stopped mid-air.

“Why can’t you keep your mouth shut?” Zheng Ren became anxious, which was a rare sight.

“I’ve persuaded them not to do so.” Su Yun stared at him and smirked. “Don’t you check your phone at all?”

“I feel a little dizzy, that’s why I didn’t check.” Zheng Ren was slightly relieved upon hearing the answer. He then took out his phone and checked his WeChat.

There were hundreds of messages in the department group chat. It would be a pain to read through them one by one.

Su Yun shook his head, completely out of words. He had absolutely no idea how to communicate with Zheng Ren.

Silence consumed the on-call room. Zheng Ren scanned through the text messages on his phone and put it away only when Old Han returned to report that the skin test had turned out negative.

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