The Surgeon’s Studio

That Little Zheng… When he thought of Zheng Ren, with his simple and honest face and the inexplicable trust in his heart when he talked to him, Zou Jiahua was a little puzzled.

He had never trusted anyone. This had always been his code of conduct.

But why did he have a vague sense of trust in Dr. Zheng Ren? Zou Jiahua himself did not understand.

After changing into his hospital gown, Zou Jiahua walked out of the door.

Su Yun held his phone in his hand. What was he playing with?

“Are you all like this to all patients?” Zou Jiahua asked half-jokingly.

“No, I’m the one who takes the most care of you.” Su Yun lowered his head. The black lock of hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind.

“Huh?”

“Because I never take patients to the surgery,” Su Yun said lazily.

“…” Zou Jiahua was in a trance.

It seemed that he had personally come to pick him up. Was this the greatest care? The greatest respect, and the greatest admiration too?

This…

Zou Jiahua smiled awkwardly. Young people were really full of vitality.

Zou Jiahua had seen countless capable people and young people in his life. However, there were not many capable people who could still fight.

In order to succeed, the basic qualities of each person were just one of the key points. As for the rest… Zou Jiahua smiled.

He was so arrogant and domineering. He would eventually suffer.

Lin Yuansheng followed closely behind Zou Jiahua, carrying a silver-white first-aid kit in his hand. The first-aid drugs and equipment inside were all world-class.

He did not understand why Mr. Zou wanted to perform surgery in the Imperial Capital. Moreover, it was so urgent.

In his opinion, it was not possible to perform surgery in Hong Kong. If he had to do it, he would have to go to Mayo Medical Center.

As for the 912, although it was a good hospital on the mainland, its overall quality was much worse than that of the Mayo Clinic. There was no logical reason for him to choose to perform the surgery on the mainland.

However, Mr. Zou had already made up his mind. Lin Yuansheng did not have much to say after he made up his mind.

He was just a private health care doctor. It was enough for him to do his job well and get a salary that suited his status.

…

He was silent the entire way. When he arrived at the interventional surgery room, Su Yun stopped the others outside.

There was no security check here. The head of security beside Zou Jiahua was especially worried.

However, because the incident happened so suddenly, he had persistently wanted to do a check-up, but he was always rejected.

Zou Jiahua did not care much. Who would ambush him now? If it was life and death, then the unknown but maggot-like spell or voodoo was the real killer.

However, it was obviously unrealistic to not follow anyone in. In the end, Lin Yuansheng, as the Zou family’s healthcare doctor and private doctor, carried the first-aid kit and followed them in.

After entering the operating theater, Zou Jiahua asked with a smile, “Doctor Zheng, do you really treat all patients the same?”

There was a faint hint of mockery, but those who were not very sensitive could not feel it.

“The boss’s patients are almost the same.” Su Yun did not care too much. After changing his clothes, he brought Zou Jiahua into the operating theater.

Lin Yuansheng came to the operating theater. He first looked at the operating theater and the people in it.

There were not many people. Two nurses, two doctors, and the foreigner who was said to be a German professor were chatting with Zheng Ren.

The machine was not the latest, but it was functional and it could be used. Lin Yuansheng was not arrogant or disdainful. He just gave an objective evaluation of the 912’s interventional surgery room.

It was not a professional heart interventional machine, but an operating theater with normal blood vessels and internal organs. It seemed a little unprofessional.

However, Lin Yuansheng was not picky. It was just that the machine was slightly different. It was not a problem at all for the award-winning candidate.

If he were to pick on this point, it would be too unprofessional of him.

He placed the first-aid kit in his hand in the most convenient position. Once there was a problem, he could rush up immediately.

Seeing Zou Jiahua come in, Zheng Ren ended the conversation he was having.

Zou Jiahua followed Su Yun’s instructions and lay on the operating bed.

The bed was cold and very hard. Zou Jiahua’s heart suddenly began to panic.

He had been forcing himself to be calm, but at this moment, he finally panicked.

He did not need a mask to stop other people, including his own children, from coveting his heart. He faced life and death directly.

Zou Jiahua’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Where was Doctor Zheng?

Zou Jiahua thought in panic. Did he not need to calm the patient’s emotions before the surgery? “Besides, I’m not an ordinary patient. Why isn’t he here to calm me down?

“Even if he doesn’t calm me down, it’s good to say a few words.

“But…”

Only a petite figure was busy. In another room not far away, the sound of water could be heard.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

It was as if that person was still humming a song.

“Boss, are you going to play a song today?”

“It’s just a few minutes of work. There’s no need.” Zheng Ren’s heavy voice reverberated in Zou Jiahua’s ears like a bass.

In front of him to his right.

Zou Jiahua looked at the shadowless lamp that was not turned on. With a thought, he tried his best to turn his head to the side. He saw Zheng Ren in front of the radiographic film viewer, looking at his radiographic film.

“Patient, don’t move!” an elegant yet charming voice said.

“It’ll be done soon. Don’t be nervous,” Xie Yiren said as she busied herself.

“What’s your name?” Zou Jiahua tried to calm down his nervous mood by chatting.

“Relax, or sleep,” Xie Yiren said with a smile.

Sleep…

As soon as she said these two words, Zou Jiahua felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

“It’s okay. The patients who are undergoing surgery for the first time are all very nervous,” Xie Yiren said. “It won’t hurt, and there aren’t any special feelings you need to look out for. Just relax. The more nervous you are, the more likely it is that something will go wrong.”

“Oh,” Zou Jiahua barely responded.

Zou Jiahua was basically immune to this level of comfort.

In business negotiations, all kinds of tricks were endless. In terms of psychological hints and micro-expression research, Zou Jiahua was a master.

“Yiren, the Kung Pao chicken you ordered just now tasted really good. Which shop did you order it from?” Su Yun washed his hands and came in to disinfect.

The cold iodoform gauze fell on Zou Jiahua’s neck, making him quiver.

This cold feeling was like a blade. For a moment, Zou Jiahua even suspected that he was already dead.

Moreover, from Su Yun’s words, Zou Jiahua had a ridiculous illusion that he was less important than a serving of Kung Pao chicken from a roadside restaurant.

“It’s delicious, right?” Xie Yiren was very happy. “I don’t have time today. When I have time, let’s go eat together. Sister Yue and I went there once. The restaurant was not big and looked a little dirty, but the taste was really superb.”

Was this the human world? Zou Jiahua was a little absent-minded, feeling as if he was dreaming.

There were people living, there were people dying, there were people laughing, and there were people crying.

All kinds of worldly affairs flashed through Zou Jiahua’s mind. A life review appeared, with many scenes in his life that were so very vivid.