Chapter 198 - Bootlicking Gets You Nowhere (1/2)
Mu Tao knocked on the door. “Boss Zheng, are you busy?”
Zheng Ren turned to face the man. He seemed familiar, but Zheng Ren could not pinpoint his ident.i.ty.
An awkwardness hung in the room.
A few seconds of pin-drop silence ticked by. Finally, Mu Tao decided to crack a smile and say, “You must have met a lot of people in the past few days. I am Mu Tao, Professor Wu’s disciple.”
Realization dawned on Zheng Ren. They had met before in the research building.
The quiet spell now broken, Zheng Ren stood up and extended a hand to Mu Tao. With an apologetic look on his face, he said, “My apologies, Dr. Mu. I have a bad memory. Please, have a seat.”
The words sounded sincere, so Mu Tao let the blunder pa.s.s.
“Are you looking at scans?”
“Yes. I was studying the images—it seems like there are many cases of malignancy, but it’s hard to decipher hepatic nodules from tumors based on the scans,” Zheng Ren said truthfully.
This particular patient’s scans were similar to the ones from Bu Ruotian’s patient in Provincial Capital. After completing the reconstruction, Zheng Ren had revisited them to get some insight.
He had yet to identify a way to differentiate the markings.
“It is indeed difficult to be sure. We can only perform the embolization surgery and confirm it a month later with a CT scan,” Mu Tao said emphatically.
Zheng Ren nodded in agreement, but there was a glint of rebelliousness in his eyes.
In Mu Tao’s opinion, the man must have chosen the easiest case to pa.r.s.e with his limited skill but was unsatisfied, finally ending up here in the CT room looking through the scans.
The man’s dedication to his work was commendable despite his inferior skill.
The silence in the control room quickly turned awkward again. Mu Tao sighed in disappointment at the prideful Sea City doctor who lacked social skills.
‘They call this guy a boss?’
This doctor seemed pretty average. Being invited to this event was likely the peak of his career.
“Boss Zheng, you seem busy. I’ll leave you to it,” Mu Tao said, offering polite words that he did not mean.
He had nothing against this doctor from Sea City, so there was no point in offending him.
Zheng Ren was engrossed in the CT scans when Mu Tao announced his departure, but quickly stood up and sent the man on his way.
The control room fell back into an amicable silence.
The research graduate sat in the back of the room, scrolling through his phone while waiting for Zheng Ren. With an unwavering focus, Zheng Ren studied the scans from multiple angles, trying to identify any notable differences between hepatic nodules and carcinoma on them.
Each round of a.n.a.lysis, research and examination earned him experience.
A long time pa.s.sed before Zheng Ren stood from the controls and rubbed his tired eyes.
“Mr. Zheng, you’re done?” the research graduate asked.
“Sorry it took so long.”
“It’s no big issue. The pleasure was mine.” The research graduate waved it off.
Zheng Ren simply shrugged. He was not interested in finding out how popular Su Yun was among the young professionals of Imperial Capital, so after a short exchange with the research graduate, he left alone.
The wind outside chilled him to the bone.
His jacket was ruined from the incident in the clinic and he was still wearing one of Su Yun’s sweaters. He s.h.i.+vered as he jogged back to his accommodation.
Feng Xuhui was standing by the lobby entrance, one hand on a package—he had bought some new clothes for Zheng Ren. He raised a hand in greeting but the man jogged past him and entered the building.
Feng Xuhui was speechless. He carried the package and followed the doctor in.
Once inside the room, he boiled some water for Zheng Ren.
Su Yun was already back despite his back-to-back gatherings with Zhao Yunlong and other people. The jiggle of the doork.n.o.b caught his attention and Zheng Ren’s lateness piqued his curiosity.