Chapter 190 - A Gathering of Surgical Titans (1/2)

“It’s me.” Zheng Ren’s voice suddenly caught in his throat as soon as the call was accepted.

Su Yun smirked.

“Yes, I’m fine. It’s just a minor injury.

“Alright, I’ll pay more attention.

“Okay, I’ll return at the earliest opportunity. Don’t worry.”

Zheng Ren hung up after the brief conversation.

Su Yun approached Zheng Ren and asked, “First time falling in love?”

“…” Zheng Ren was somewhat stupefied.

Was this falling in love? He had absolutely no idea; all he had felt was the confusion of a b.u.mbling child the moment the call had gone through.

“Be brave and shameless. You have to pester a woman in order to win her heart,” Su Yun advised him.

“Was that your experience?”

“No, I don’t need it at all.” Su Yun brushed the black bangs on his forehead aside, looking handsome as usual.

Zheng Ren ignored the brat and quickened his pace.

“We should head downstairs,” said Su Yun.

Zheng Ren could feel the heat radiating from his ears. Even though the nancy boy was really annoying at times, his advice to steel oneself in a relations.h.i.+p had actually turned out to be right.

They had initially planned to fill their stomachs outside first, but Zheng Ren was s.h.i.+vering in the freezing cold as he merely had a white coat on, which was a strange sight.

Left with no choice, they returned to the guest house. Since Zheng Ren had only brought normal clothes and no extra sweaters to keep himself warm, Su Yun once again mocked him ruthlessly before lending one of his sweaters to the blockhead.

Manager Feng Xuhui was meticulous enough to have ordered food delivered to them. Zheng Ren gladly accepted the offer since he had to attend the conference in the afternoon.

It had been a long time since he had last attended an academic conference. How would they conduct such a meeting in Imperial Capital? Would they finish the entire session quickly in a straightforward manner, or would the professors constantly give lectures and end the seminar only after eight or nine o’clock?

“How is your shoulder?” asked Su Yun after Zheng Ren changed his clothes.

The words of concern somehow felt like a jibe as soon as it escaped the brat’s mouth.

How did Su Yun even have so many friends in Imperial Capital? That was what piqued his interest the most.

“It’s fine,” answered Zheng Ren.

“Are you sure you want to attend the conference? It will be impossible for you to wear a lead ap.r.o.n and perform surgery in your current state. You know what, let me apply for leave with Professor Pei. Who would force you to perform surgery after what you’ve gone through just now?”

“I have no place to go, anyway, since it’s freezing cold outside,” Zheng Ren said seriously, “Besides, we’ve come all the way here. There’s no harm in listening to the conference.”

Su Yun stared at Zheng Ren like he would an idiot. However, the blockhead’s gaze was crystal clear, failing to understand the unspoken implications. Sighing heavily, he clearly explained himself.

“Little Yiren bought you clothes before your departure, shouldn’t you take a walk and buy something she may like before you return home?”

Zheng Ren was startled. This… This was something he had not experienced before in his life.

“I can’t be bothered with you anymore.” Su Yun blew the black bangs framing his forehead.

Zheng Ren thought about it and realized that Su Yun’s words made sense.

In that case, he had to take some time to shop for souvenirs that Xie Yiren and the gang would like, but today was certainly not the day for that. There was a conference waiting for him.

Feng Xuhui, who had overheard their conversation, turned around and jotted down this important point in the memo of his cell phone.

‘Chief Zheng is a talented idiot. He’ll be easy to deal with,’ Feng Xuhui encouraged himself.