Chapter 177 - Boss Zheng? (1/2)

The Hongqi dived into a sea of cars in Imperial Capital and headed slowly to its destination.

Around an hour later, they arrived at a hospital located between West Fourth Ring Road and West Fifth Ring Road.

Instead of using the front entrance, the car drove directly to a row of old buildings in the northwest corner through the back door.

Although it was early winter, the vines still grew strong and added a tinge of greenish-yellow amongst a vast blanket of white.

“You’ll stay here. It’s not far from the inst.i.tute, so it’ll be more convenient for you,” Professor Pei kindly said after the Hongqi parked in front of a small building.

Feng Xuhui followed the Hongqi to the front of the building. When he entered through the back door, he instantly became excited.

This was not a guest house. It was a realm where all legends with amazing hidden talents stayed. Countless memories started flowing into his mind.

One year, someone had treated a disease here. In another, a doctor enrolled in a healthcare department had lived here as well.

Although it was not as luxurious as a five-star hotel, Feng Xuhui would have still chosen this place without the slightest hesitation.

As Feng Xuhui followed the Hongqi closer to the inconspicuous building, his eyes became increasingly brighter, and his grip on the steering wheel tightened as well.

He indeed had the aura of a protagonist to have actually met a rising star in Sea City, a G.o.d-forsaken place, on his first sale.

No one else had the luck as he did!

‘I must seize this opportunity,’ Feng Xuhui decided.

The check-in at the guest house not only required an ident.i.ty card, but also a letter of introduction, which was an antiquated item.

Fortunately, Professor Pei had prepared such a letter for Zheng Ren. Once the tedious check-in procedures were complete, Professor Pei bid goodbye and said that he would wait for Zheng Ren at the inst.i.tute the next morning.

It was no secret that the hospital had a national-level base for experiments, also known as a research inst.i.tute. Zheng Ren expected that the research project would be conducted there.

After Professor Pei left, Feng Xuhui took Zheng Ren and Su Yun’s luggage and went upstairs, unwilling to release his grip.

Zheng Ren was helpless. Why would he even need help when he was a perfectly healthy man?

“Get used to it,” Su Yun said with his head lowered, seemingly reading Zheng Ren’s thoughts, “Your ability gave you the right to stay here, and that alone was enough for Manager Feng to realize your value.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren did not care what Manager Feng thought of him, nor was he curious about the uniqueness of this place. He casually acknowledged and followed Feng Xuhui up the stairs.

The architecture of the two-story building was st.u.r.dy and simple, and the design of the former Soviet Union was easily recognizable at first glance.

Despite its great antiquity, it was very clean and refres.h.i.+ng.

After sending both gentlemen upstairs, Feng Xuhui invited them to dinner but was politely rejected by Zheng Ren. Left with no choice, he repeatedly told Zheng Ren to call him if something happened.

Zheng Ren, who was used to living in peace and quiet, found it difficult to adapt to Manager Feng’s enthusiasm, but he acknowledged the kind offer regardless and saw the man off.

He unpacked his luggage and went for a shower before unpacking an anatomy book of the urinary system for revision.

Then, a voice came out of the next room when he was only a few pages in.

Had Su Yun courted the young girl at the front desk when they had first arrived at Imperial Capital?

If something went wrong under his watch, he would have to suffer the shame of troubling Professor Pei. Thus, with no envy in his heart, he opened the door to investigate.

His speculation was wrong. A few men in their thirties stood at the doorstep, and one of them was in a white coat with a red stethoscope hanging around his neck.

Su Yun merely stood at the door and spoke to them without inviting them into the house.

What was going on?

Upon noticing Zheng Ren, Su Yun pointed at him and said, “He is my new boss. Talk to him if you need anything, and don’t bother me.”

“Hey, Su Yun, I haven’t seen you in years, and you’re still acting like a dog with rapid mood swings.” The doctor with the stethoscope looked annoyed. “You said you wanted to return to practice medicine or establish a pet medical center if you were unhappy, and yet in less than two years, here you are. Who are you trying to impress now?”

“Let’s go out for dinner. I haven’t seen you in a long time; you b*stard, you still haven’t changed a bit,” said another man in a hoodie.