The Surgeon's Studio

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"My big brother has been depressed ever since that incident ten years ago. He never follows us when we go out to play. " As Song Ying spoke, he paused for a moment and smiled bitterly, "It's my sworn boss. He has a weird temper. Don't mind him, boss Zheng."

"Manager song, I'll say something unpleasant." "Forget it," Su Yun said."Let's not talk about it. It's a killjoy."

"Doctor su, don't worry about that. I'm telling the truth." "We're also curious,"Song Ying said," why did our boss get sexually transmitted disease?"

Zheng Ren muttered to himself.

"Boss refused to go to the hospital for a check - up. After the other brothers heard about my condition, they thought boss Zheng was a godly doctor, so they urged me to come and ask boss Zheng. They're all old antiques, please forgive them, boss Zheng. " Song Ying said courteously.

Su Yun was disdainful, but she didn't show it.

He looked around and opened the refrigerator. He took out a bottle of beer and took a sip."Manager song, prepare a bottle of cold Maotai with an iron cover in the car tomorrow."

Song Ying knew that he was joking, but he could not flare up.

His boss's matter was not about seeking medical treatment. If he were a doctor, he would probably be resentful too.

However, he still had a glimmer of hope for Zheng Ren. Otherwise, if boss found out about such a private matter, he might cut off all ties with him.

He did not answer Su Yun's question, but looked at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren's head was slightly lowered as he looked at the test report in his hand. It was as if there were flowers carved on the report.

After five minutes of silence, Su Yun drank two cans of beer.

"Manager song ..." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Boss Zheng, if you don't mind, how about you call me big brother? You're calling me manager, manager, and I'm not treating you as an outsider. " Song Ying said with a smile.

"Brother song, can I have a look at the patient?" Zheng Ren asked seriously.

Song Ying was silent.

"Then you should know about his situation." Zheng Ren asked.

"I have a basic understanding."

"Do you have any oral ulcers? The kind that acted up at least four to five times a year. Furthermore, it's acting up repeatedly, and it's very difficult to cure. " Zheng Ren asked.

Su Yun's eyes narrowed. Her gaze passed through the black hair on her forehead and stared at Zheng Ren.

"This ... I'm not too sure." Song Ying shook his head.

In an instant, Song Ying felt very ashamed.

He had wanted to understand the basic situation, but when boss Zheng opened his mouth to ask, he was stumped.

With two mouths, Song Ying did not think that he would be able to speak in such a dirty way. Zheng Ren, who was sitting in the car, looked so solemn, as steady as a mountain.

Su Yun relaxed and continued to drink.

"Well, I don't know much about the patient's condition. Brother song, you can ask about it first. There's no rush, it's already been two years, a few more days won't make a difference. " Zheng Ren had considered this more thoroughly, so he continued,""If you have the time, you can go over and use a sterile No. 20 needle or a smaller syringe's head to Pierce the skin diagonally. We'll see how it goes after 24 to 48 hours."

Song Ying did not question it, but took note of it seriously.

"If you don't want to see a doctor or a nurse, take a photo and show it to me." Zheng Ren said.

"Do you suspect ..." Song Ying asked with hope.

"I don't have any medical history, and I didn't see the patient, so I won't show my fear." "First, ask if there's any oral ulcer, then use a needle to poke it and see the situation," Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Do you have any other instructions?" Song Ying asked carefully.

"No, I'll do these two first and see if my guess is right."

"Alright," he said. Song Ying agreed without any hesitation.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to the Palme d 'or and sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the entrance of the building. However, Song Ying got into the car again and did not go home.

"This patient probably has a mental illness and should be seen in the psychiatry department. Why did you let him do the needle - pricking experiment?" Su Yun mumbled in dissatisfaction.

"You can't say that." Zheng Ren patted his shoulder and said,""Didn't brother song say that after going through such a big thing, it's always acceptable to have emotional changes? He didn't touch a woman, but he got sick. Who do you think can stand it?"

"Perhaps ..." Su Yun said as he laughed evilly.

Zheng Ren shook his head."Don't overthink. Life isn't as messy as you think."

"You suspect it's beyce syndrome?" Su Yun suddenly changed the topic.

"Well, in general, this kind of situation would be associated with Beise disease. Let's not worry about it for now. We'll ask about the situation with the mouth ulcer and the results of the needle prick experiment, then we'll be able to understand 70 to 80% of the situation. " As Zheng Ren spoke, he pressed the elevator button.

"Boss, you've really disguised your kindness well." Su Yun whistled and said.

"What are you saying?" Zheng Ren ignored him.

He went upstairs and opened the door. Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren watering the flowers. Blackie squatted beside her, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.

Zheng Ren was sweating profusely.

He had completely forgotten about watering the flowers these few days.

"Yiren, you're back so quickly." Zheng Ren greeted him awkwardly.

"Zheng Ren, go and support hei Zi." Little Yiren chuckled as she arranged the work.

"Alright," Zheng Ren walked over with the leash and put it on Blackie while glancing at him.

The soil in the pot had already been lifted up, and the flower roots below seemed to be a mess.

Are these roses after radiation? Or were roses just like that?

It was a pity that he came back too late. It would be great if he could go down for a walk with Yiren. Zheng Ren was still recalling what had happened in the afternoon, and his heart palpitated at the thought of it.

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.

"No, why don't you go down and take Blackie for a walk?"

"I'm going to wash up and go to bed. By the way, Peng Jia is coming back. I almost had a fight with the Vice Presidents of Xing Lin garden this afternoon. It's so tiring. " Su Yun yawned.

"Why?"

"It's all because of the live broadcast. " "Actually, if you ask me, from a business perspective, the livestream should end here," Su Yun said. However, we still have to do the livestream of the TIPS surgery. We're still far from done with the map. "

"So?"

"Uncle ning said that the first batch of bionic prosthetics has been sent to the provincial Hospital. They're going to spend a lot of money. You really don't know how expensive it is."

Zheng Ren waved his hand, too lazy to listen to Su Yun's nagging.

However, he didn't go out. Instead, he brought Blackie and squatted on the ground, waiting for Xie Yiren.

Little Yiren turned around and saw Zheng Ren and hei Zi squatting down. She burst out laughing.

"Let's go, let's go together. " After Xie Yiren washed her hands, she held Zheng Ren's hand and went down to take Blackie for a walk.

The two of them had a tacit understanding not to mention what had happened in the afternoon. Zheng Ren told them about the complications caused by Lin Jiaojiao's cosmetic surgery and liposuction.

He vaguely remembered that Yiren had Lin Jiaojiao's WeChat, so he was afraid that Yiren would do some plastic surgery.

What if I can't recognize him when I get home?