"My eldest brother has been depressed ever since what happened ten years ago. He never follows us when we go out to play." Song Ying said, paused, smiled bitterly, and said: "He was the boss I worshiped back then. His temper was a bit weird. , Boss Zheng, don’t worry.”
"Manager Song, I'm going to say something unpleasant." Su Yun said, "Forget it, I won't say it anymore. It's going to ruin the scenery."
"Doctor Su, please rest assured, what I say is definitely true." Song Ying said: "We brothers are also curious, why does the boss have a sexually transmitted disease?"
Zheng Ren pondered.
"The boss refused to go to the hospital for examination. After the other brothers heard about me, they thought Boss Zheng was a miracle doctor, so they urged me to ask Boss Zheng. They are all old antiques. Thank you, Boss Zheng." Song Ying He said politely.
Su Yun was disdainful, but didn't show it.
He searched around, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer, opened it and took a sip, "Manager Song, prepare a bottle of ice-cold Maotai in the car before tomorrow."
"..." Song Ying knew it was a joke, but he couldn't get angry.
This is not the attitude of asking for medical advice when it comes to my boss. If he were a doctor, he would probably feel resentful.
However, he still held a glimmer of hope for Zheng Ren, otherwise once such a private matter was known to the boss, he might be cut off from justice.
He did not answer Su Yun's words, but looked at Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren lowered his head slightly and looked at the test sheets in his hand, as if there were flowers engraved on them.
After five minutes of silence, Su Yun drank two cans of beer.
"Manager Song..." Zheng Ren said suddenly.
"Boss Zheng, if you don't see anyone outside, I'll help you. How about you call me brother? You're calling me "manager". You don't know how to talk to outsiders." Song Ying said with a smile.
"Brother Song, can I take a look at the patient himself?" Zheng Ren asked seriously.
"..." Song Ying was silent.
"Then you know everything about him, right?" Zheng Ren asked.
"basic understanding."
"Do you have oral ulcers? They occur at least four or five times a year. And they recur repeatedly and are difficult to cure." Zheng Ren asked tentatively.
Su Yun's eyes narrowed, staring at Zheng Ren through the black hair on his forehead.
"This... I'm really not sure." Song Ying shook his head.
For a moment, Song Ying felt so ashamed.
I originally wanted to basically understand everything, but Boss Zheng stopped me when he opened his mouth to ask.
Song Ying didn't think about it with his upper and lower mouth, such a yellow accent when driving. Zheng Ren, who was sitting in the car, looked so solemn, as steady as a mountain.
Su Yun relaxed and continued drinking.
"In this case, I don't know much about the patient's condition. Brother Song, please ask about the situation first. Don't worry, it's been two years, so it's not more than a few days." Zheng Ren thought more carefully and continued: "Yes. After the time has passed, use a sterile 20-gauge needle or a smaller syringe needle to pierce the skin diagonally and check the situation after 24 to 48 hours."
Song Ying did not question, but remembered it seriously.
"If you don't want to see a doctor or nurse, just take a photo and show it to me." Zheng Ren said.
"Do you doubt..." Song Ying asked hopefully.
"I don't have any medical history and I haven't seen the patient, so I don't show any timidity." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "First ask if there are any oral ulcers, and then use a needle to prick the condition to see the situation."
"Any other instructions?" Song Ying asked cautiously.
"No, let's do these two first, and I'll see if my guess is correct."
"Okay." Song Ying agreed without hesitation.
Twenty minutes later, they returned to Golden Palm and sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the door of the unit. However, Song Ying got in the car again and did not go home.
"This patient probably has a mental illness and should see a psychiatrist. Why did you ask him to do an acupuncture experiment?" Su Yun muttered with dissatisfaction.
"You can't say that." Zheng Ren patted him on the shoulder and said, "Didn't Brother Song say that after going through such a big thing, emotional changes are always acceptable. I didn't touch a woman, but I got sick. , who do you think can bear it?"
"Maybe..." Su Yun said, grinning evilly.
Zheng Ren shook his head and said: "Don't think blindly, life is not as messy as you think."
"Do you suspect Behcet's disease?" Su Yun suddenly changed the topic and asked.
"Well, usually people think of Behçet's disease in this situation. Let's forget about it for now. We'll understand 70% to 80% of the time when we ask about the situation of oral ulcers and the results of the acupuncture experiment." Zheng Ren said, pressing the button for the elevator. .
"Boss, you disguise your kindness so well." Su Yun whistled and said.
"That's what I said." Zheng Ren ignored him.
Going upstairs and opening the door, Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren watering the flowers. Kuroko squatted next to her, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail.
Zheng Ren sweated profusely.
I have completely forgotten about watering the flowers these days.
"Yiren, you came back so quickly." Zheng Ren greeted awkwardly.
"Zheng Ren, go sneak around." Xiao Yiren arranged the work with a smile.
"Okay." Zheng Ren walked over with the leash, put it on Heizi, and glanced at it.
The soil in the flower pot has arched up, and the flower roots below seem to be a mess.
Is this a rose after being irradiated? Or is that just what a rose looks like
It's a pity that I came back too late. It would be great if I could go for a walk with Xiao Yiren. Zheng Ren was still recalling what happened in the afternoon, and his heart skipped a beat when he thought about it.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked from the side.
"No, why don't you go down and take Heizi for a walk?"
"I want to wash up and go to bed. By the way, Peng Jia is coming back. I almost had a quarrel with several vice presidents of Xinglin Garden in the afternoon. It's so tiring." Su Yun breathed.
"Why?"
"It's not just about the live broadcast." Su Yundao said: "Actually, from a business perspective, the live broadcast should stop here. But the live broadcast of tips surgery still has to be done, and the opening of the map is far from over. .”
"so what?"
"Uncle Ning said that the first batch of biomyoelectric prostheses have been sent to the provincial hospital. They cost a lot of money. You are such a master and you don't even know how expensive food, rice, oil and salt are."
Zheng Ren waved his hand and was too lazy to listen to Su Yun's talk.
But he didn't go out either. He took Heizi with him and squatted on the ground, waiting for the Xie people.
The little girl turned around and saw Zheng Ren squatting and Heizi sitting down, and burst out laughing.
"Let's go, let's go together." Xie Yiren washed his hands, and then he and Zheng Ren held hands and went to take Heizi for a walk.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention what happened in the afternoon. Zheng Ren lightly talked about the complications caused by Lin Jiaojiao's cosmetic surgery and liposuction.
He vaguely remembered that Xiao Yiren had Lin Jiaojiao's WeChat account, and was afraid that Yi Ren would do some minor plastic surgery.
What should I do if I don’t recognize myself when I get home