Chapter 177 - Boss Zheng? (2/2)

“You arrogant brat, you found a new boss in Sea City? Many professors in Imperial Capital wanted to recruit you, but you turned all of them down. Pooh! Come on, let’s go out together.”

Su Yun remained quiet. His black bangs flowed across his forehead.

Zheng Ren a.s.sumed that they were Su Yun’s friends. He was unsure of how they had caught wind of Su Yun’s trip to Imperial Capital and visited him so soon.

That was strange. The sharp-tongued nancy boy actually had friends.

Zheng Ren was still unaware of his own limitations as he simultaneously failed to observe that a blockhead like him had also gained new friends, and perhaps… maybe… a girlfriend, soon.

“Boss, are you going?” asked Su Yun.

The moment Su Yun spoke, Zheng Ren seemed to notice a sneer at the corners of his lips.

That was a strange expression, and Zheng Ren was unable to comprehend its meaning. Besides, why had the nancy boy addressed him as “boss”?

Normally, medical postgraduate students referred to their lecturers as “boss”, but of course, teachers or masters were acceptable t.i.tles as well, depending on the lecturers’ preferences.

However, Su Yun’s so-called “boss” appeared younger than himself, perhaps only in his twenties.

The b*stard’s nonsense was getting outrageous.

“Hey, can you just come with us? If you keep rejecting us any further, I’ll show you no mercy with my Pegasus Meteor Fist.” Red Stethoscope playfully punched Su Yun’s chest.

Zheng Ren shook his head, but before he could return to his revision, Su Yun darted toward him and grabbed his arm.

“Let’s go for dinner,” said Su Yun.

“You guys go ahead, I’m going to read my book.” Zheng Ren declined.

However, he was soon overwhelmed by the group’s enthusiastic invitation. They were also curious as to why Su Yun lacked the humility and courtesy toward the young man whom he claimed to be his boss.

Zheng Ren had no choice but to accept.

Fortunately, the System had given him memories of three thousand prostate anatomical dissections, so he was not worried about the Q&A session in the laboratory tomorrow.

He presumed that it would involve a process similar to that of a graduation thesis. Anyone who pa.s.sed the test would be able to stay for the research project.

As for its details, Zheng Ren had no idea what they were.

Since it was still early, he presumed that the group would find a place to sit down for chit-chat.

Just as they were about to leave in excitement, someone’s phone suddenly rang.

Red Stethoscope took out his phone and accepted the call. After a brief conversation, he said apologetically, “A patient from my hometown was scheduled for morning consultation, but arrived only this evening. I’m going to make arrangements and change my attire in the meantime. Wait for me.”

“Let’s go together. It has been a long time since I was last here.” Su Yun, who seemed unbothered, grabbed Zheng Ren and followed the group to the outpatient building.

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It was crowded in the Imperial Capital hospital.

Zheng Ren had once heard that a registration number for specialist consultation sold by the ticket scalper cost between three to five thousand yuan.

However, with the development of transport systems such as high-speed rail and commercial aviation in today’s world, more people had started swarming into Imperial Capital to seek treatment, unfazed by its sky-high medical charges.

They weaved through the crowd and arrived at the outpatient department on the fourth floor. Red Stethoscope then made a phone call to locate the patient from his hometown.

She was an emaciated girl in her early twenties. Her skeletal appearance was a depressing sight.

Zheng Ren was puzzled when he read through the patient’s details on the upper right corner of his vision.

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