The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 193: A Coincidental Encounter In Imperial Capital

“Good luck! The company is in trouble this time, and we’ve to work together to overcome this crisis!” Hua Yingying accepted the car key and tossed it in the air.

Her words of motivation felt malicious somehow, making Feng Xuhui feel uncomfortable.

That was the end of their conversation. Feng Xuhui stood in a corner and continued smoking near the ashtray-topped trash can as Hua Yingying busily settled her issues inside the car.

‘There is nothing wrong with her being arrogant,’ he thought, staring at Hua Yingying. He also wanted to be as busy as her, but the truth was always depressing.

Even so, this matter... was indeed frustrating!

A few hours later, Feng Xuhui spied Zheng Ren from afar and quickly approached him.

However, he did not expect Hua Yingying to outrun him after seeing that the conference had ended. With a coquettish, flirty gait, she walked toward the crowd.

‘Is she trying to poach my men?’ Feng Xuhui quickened his pace.

Then, an accident happened...

Hua Yingying was doing something else while walking speedily, and her posture suddenly became strange as if she had been frozen. Then, with a twist of her six-centimeter high heels, she instantly fell to the ground.

Her assistant quickly caught her, but she seemed enchanted as she kept staring unblinkingly at the approaching duo, unaware of her assistant’s help.

Zheng Ren was on his phone when he saw someone falling to the floor. Subconsciously, he glanced at the System panel at the upper right corner of his vision.

There were no fractures, sprains or even the simplest bruises noted.

Thus, Zheng Ren ignored the woman, paying no attention to her beauty as well.

Su Yun merely lowered his head as if he had not seen anyone falling.

“Ouch, it hurts.” Hua Yingying exclaimed softly and restrainedly as Su Yun passed by.

However...

One blockhead...

Two blockheads...

They walked past Hua Yingying as if she was invisible.

Well,

That was awkward.

“Chief Zheng, I’m so sorry. The car has been temporarily requisitioned by the company.” Feng Xuhui was exhilarated to see Hua Yingying’s humiliation, but still had to face his trials no matter what punishment awaited him.

“Don’t worry, I’m busy today. You carry on with your work,” replied Zheng Ren, who was not bothered in the slightest.

Hua Yingying wanted to strike up a conversation, but the thought of fetching Old Wu from Shenzhen City immediately extinguished that unrealistic idea.

That man was really handsome.

‘Damn it, I got distracted and made a fool of myself in front of him.’ A chaotic mixture of emotions gnawed at Hua Yingying’s heart. With the help of her assistant, she stood and rotated her ankle to make sure that she was alright.

The assistant supported Hua Yingying back to the Mercedes-Benz S600 to rest. Su Yun noticed that it was the same car that Feng Xuhui had driven them home in last night and immediately understood the situation.

He smiled, which made Hua Yingying’s heart rate accelerate like that of a doctor receiving an emergency phone call.

Even so, her logical thinking still prevailed as she sat in the car and massaged her ankle, chagrined.

Her gaze remained fixed on Su Yun throughout it all.

Then, a shadow blocked her view.

Hua Yingying froze for a moment before becoming infuriated. Whose car dared to get in her way?!

Upon a closer look, she was dumbfounded.

It was a black Rolls Royce Phantom...

As soon as the Phantom stopped, the door opened and a woman more beautiful than Hua Yingying got out. Her black office outfit accentuated her curvy body and made her exposed, fair neck resemble beautifully-carved jade.

She had a faint tinge of youthful vitality, but her movements radiated the aura of one who was rich and powerful.

Hua Yingying’s heart sank immediately. In the realm of luxury cars, she could bear being outdone.

However, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

She looked smart and competent as well.

She also seemed younger than Hua Yingying...

The pride and confidence Hua Yingying had accumulated over the past few years instantly vanished into thin air.

“Chief Zheng, what a coincidence,” said Bu Li with a polite smile.

“How is your father?” asked Zheng Ren.

“Let us speak in the car. My father wants to thank you in person.” The chauffeur was not Little Six but was equally professional, opening the car door the moment Bu Li finished her sentence.

“Su Yun, do you want to join us?” asked Zheng Ren.

“No, I haven’t met my brothers in a long time, so I’ll have dinner with them later.” Su Yun rejected his offer, obviously uninterested in having dinner together with Bu Li.

Zheng Ren did not insist either. He removed his white coat and tossed it to Su Yun before entering the car.

The black Rolls Royce Phantom left as silently as its namesake.

Bu Li’s appearance once again refreshed Feng Xuhui’s evaluation of Zheng Ren. He stood rooted to the spot, staring at the vanishing Phantom and groaning internally.

Chief Zheng seemed to have a wide social network in Imperial Capital as well. What should he do? Buying breakfast and ordering food delivery was definitely inadequate.

Oh yeah! Since Chief Zheng’s coat was damaged, buying new clothes for him seemed like a good option as well. Perhaps he should also complete every task he had recorded in his memo in the meantime..

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“My father is recovering well, and follow-up results look optimistic, too,” Bu Li slowly said in the car, “The professor said that all possibilities of recurrence have been eliminated by the beautifully performed surgery.”

“That’s good.” Zheng Ren was relieved.

No matter the richest man in Sea City or a helpless person like Zheng Yunxia, they were all merely patients in Zheng Ren’s mind, and it always felt good to know that his patients had recovered well.

“Has he undergone targeted drug therapy?” he asked.

“According to the tumor DNA sequencing results, he is currently taking Sunitinib,” replied Bu Li.

The price of such expensive targeted drug therapy did not pose any problem to the Bu family

Zheng Ren was inexperienced in communication. The sun was more likely to rise from the west than a blockhead like him was to become a good speaker.

However, Bu Li was an extremely good talker as she could always change the topic and keep the conversation going even when Zheng Ren ended it multiple times.

They had a good “talk” along the way. Soon, the car stopped out of a junction on the second ring road.

Bu Li politely invited Zheng Ren out of the car and led the way into the siheyuan[1], an oasis separate from the rest of the world.

Zheng Ren merely followed Bu Li as he did not understand anything.

A thin, middle-aged man welcomed him. “Doctor Zheng, we meet at last.”

He looked to be in his fifties and of average height. Despite his thin build, he was in good spirits.

“This is my father, Bu Ruotian.” Bu Li made an introduction.

“Hello.” Zheng Ren shook Bu Ruotian’s hand before being invited into the house.

After the hosts and their guest were seated, Bu Ruotian said, “Doctor Zheng, thank you for what you did that day.”

“That’s too courteous of you. It’s just my job.”

“Chief Zheng is truly a polite man. I had also failed to anticipate such a huge flaw in my city.” Bu Ruotian’s expression instantly turned serious as soon as the topic went to his surgery that day, causing the temperature in the room to drop by a few degrees.

He immediately realized his misbehavior and put on a gentle smile, saying. “Doctor Zheng belongs to the same social circle as well, so there’s no need for us to put on airs.”

Zheng Ren nodded.

“I hadn’t expected to find a hidden talent, an adept in surgery like you in Sea City. I will propose a toast later.” Bu Ruotian laughed.

“That’s kind of you.” Zheng Ren’s expression remained unchanged.

“I was truly in danger at the time.” Bu Ruotian recalled the fear he had had then. “You know, I’m known as the richest man in Sea City, but I’m nothing in Imperial or Sorcery Capital. The fortune in my possession now isn’t worth mentioning at all in comparison to the really powerful men in the country.”

Zheng Ren smiled, and his impression of the man improved significantly.

One could not invite experts or professors to perform surgery through wealth alone.

Bu Ruotian could have used his social connections to find the best professor for surgery in Imperial Capital, but would the professor perform it personally? One had to understand that professors trained their master’s and doctoral students not to become salespeople for some random manufacturer, but to practice surgery.

Furthermore, Bu Ruotian would have had to stay in a two- or three-person room postoperatively. There was no way he would tolerate such a noisy environment during his recovery.

Inviting a professor to perform surgery in Sea City was undoubtedly the best option.

However, only second-rate professors who wanted a side income would be willing to become a fly-in, fly-out surgeon.

Surgical demons would welcome anyone seeking treatment in Imperial Capital, but they would sure as hell never leave their own turf.

What a joke. The sole purpose of becoming a fly-in, fly-out surgeon was to earn extra money, but which expert in their fifties would care about side income?

As for a single deluxe room... Only patients working at vice-ministerial level and above would request such a room in a Class Three Grade A hospital in Imperial Capital. The richest man in Sea City? He would be nothing but a joke if he dared demand anything in this capital.

Coincidentally, there had been an academic conference in Sea City General Hospital, so Bu Ruotian had seized the opportunity and contacted Professor Ichiro Moriyu; it had been a determining factor in his successful attempt to invite the old professor to perform the surgery in Sea City.

The only cost was that he had to agree to be part of a surgical demonstration.

The audience would be medical practitioners, and Bu Ruotian had nothing to lose when faced with life and death.

However,

He could not have foreseen that,

During surgery,

Professor Ichiro Moriyu would run away...

[1] A siheyuan is a historical type of residence that was commonly found throughout China, most famously in Beijing and rural Shanxi. Throughout Chinese history, the siheyuan composition was the basic pattern used for residences, palaces, temples, monasteries, family businesses, and government offices.