After a lot of fussing, I haven't eaten yet.
Saying goodbye to Master Yan, he didn't say anything, but looked at Zheng Ren for a long time with his white eyes, which made Zheng Ren feel a little scared.
After the separation, Chu Huainan sent Master Yan off, while Song Ying sent Zheng Ren back to Golden Palm.
"Boss Zheng, you are too direct," Song Ying said, sitting opposite Zheng Ren.
"To be honest, I'm already sick, so what's there to be polite about?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"he… "
"Brother Song, I always feel that some of your thoughts are too complicated." Su Yun said disdainfully: "You don't really believe this."
"Sometimes, it's okay not to believe it." Song Ying said with a smile: "Most of the things about Master Yan are just rumors. But I heard my brother say it once. When my sister-in-law passed away, she drank too much and talked nonsense. Afterwards, He doesn’t admit it either, I think it’s true.”
"What's the matter? Tell me." Nothing happened anymore. Su Yun obviously relaxed and said while carrying the iron-covered Moutai.
"Eat something first. Don't be exhausted after a busy night." Song Ying said with a smile.
The three of them randomly found a barbecue restaurant. Su Yun carried the iron-covered Maotai in, attracting a few looks of disdain.
Those who carry Maotai through the door so openly are basically showing off and pretending.
Su Yun didn't care. He ordered a table full of various kinds of skewers and barbecue.
Song Ying usually lived a delicate life, but when he was with Zheng Ren and Su Yun, he was much rougher.
"My brother said that in life, you really don't know what is your own." Song Ying began to talk after ordering the food.
"It's such a confusing life."
Song Ying just smiled, asked for two cups, opened Maotai, and poured one cup each for himself and Su Yun without Zheng Ren.
"Do you know about the old Qingyun Hotel in Yangcheng?" Song Ying asked.
"heard about it."
"It seems to have turned yellow already."
"Well, at the beginning, the Feng Shui of that land was pretty good. Later, someone invited Master Yan to see how to destroy the Qingyun Hotel. Then Master Yan designed a turtle pattern and built it according to this pattern. A new hotel.”
"That's it?"
"The specific details are very complicated and I don't understand them. The entrance corridor of the hotel designed by Master Yan is shaped like a turtle's probe. There is a pool of water in front and the erected decorative lights look like the bubbles spitted out by the turtle. The tortoise shells and walls are built underground. At the beginning, it was a tortoise shell pattern." Song Ying said.
"I know! Fighting in the four major hotels in Yangcheng was very famous twenty years ago." Zheng Ren suddenly said.
"Yes, that's what happened. Later, I invited many people to the opposite side, but they were all defeated one by one by Master Yan."
"It's quite interesting." Zheng Ren smiled and started eating. He didn't pay much attention to what Song Ying said.
"The Qingyun Hotel has also made some improvements since then, but when it comes to Feng Shui, who is Master Yan's opponent? Boss Zheng also knows what happened next." Song Ying said.
"Well, it later went bankrupt and was acquired by a company. In the end, it seemed that it was still called Qingyun Hotel and changed to a five-star hotel." Zheng Rendao.
Song Ying looked at Zheng Ren with a smile.
"Brother Song, you've been talking for a long time and you haven't even drank much yet." Su Yun raised his wine glass and said, "Don't raise fish, just leave one."
"Drink less and drink slowly." Zheng Ren said leisurely.
Song Ying drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, sat up straight, looked at Zheng Ren, and spoke seriously.
"Boss Zheng, don't blame me for talking too much. You are a materialist and don't believe in this. But..."
"I know, I always treat him respectfully and at a distance. Look, when he comes to see a doctor, do I also see him?"
"What are the specific curative effects? Please tell me thoroughly." Song Ying asked.
After many twists and turns, we finally reached here.
Having said all that, this is what Song Ying is concerned about.
Zheng Ren smiled. Song Ying had too many thoughts on his mind and it was a bit tiring to chat with him. Maybe he didn't mean it that way, but he was overthinking it.
"On the 3rd to 4th day after treatment, the vision of the left eye began to improve and should be able to return to the 35cm index. About 20 days later, the vision of the left eye returned to 0.3, but the right eye failed." Zheng Ren said with certainty: "Because the treatment was a little late, I can only save 0.3 of the left eye's vision. No matter how much more, I probably won't be able to achieve it."
Song Ying nodded, wrote down the time and effect Zheng Ren said, and then started to drink from cup to cup with Su Yun.
After two bottles of Maotai with iron caps, Song Ying went to get them, but was stopped by Zheng Ren.
"You have something to do tomorrow, so don't drink so much." Zheng Ren said.
"What's the matter?" Su Yun asked.
"The community hospital should be ready to open. If Sister Lin wants to cut the ribbon or something, go and help me." Zheng Ren said.
"Aren't you even prepared to go in person for such a big thing?" Su Yun said the word "in person" very hard, with an aura of contempt spreading over his face.
"It gets annoying when there are too many people."
"Do you have claustrophobia? Or social phobia? This is a psychological disorder. Do you want to find a psychological counselor to treat you?" Su Yun asked.
"I'm very professional in psychology." Zheng Rendao, "Social phobia cannot be diagnosed. It's just that the disease is caused by laziness and is very late. There is no cure."
"It's such a big deal for a community hospital, it's you."
"Fortunately, I've been busy since I opened. If you feel relaxed now, you may not be able to do so then." Zheng Ren said.
"I don't care about this. I will find a bunch of advanced trainees when the time comes. By the way, the second batch of trainees will arrive in the next few days." Su Yundao said.
"Okay, they happened to be here and caught a few domestic directors doing it." Zheng Ren said.
"Director Zhou has made arrangements and brought his subordinates to the hospital. They are all in their thirties, which is when they can work." Speaking of this, Su Yun became happy.
Being hospitalized, Zhou Litao was the most miserable.
Su Yun felt inexplicably happy when he thought that that guy was still thinking about ending his career as a hospital resident and finding a girlfriend, as if the freckles on his face were flying.
Hearing the two bickering, Song Ying knew that the meal was over.
He went to pay the bill and then sent the two of them back politely.
Seeing them entering the unit, Song Ying lit a cigarette and smoked silently. After waiting for ten minutes, he stubbed out the cigarette butt that had burned to the filter tip and threw it into the trash can.
Then he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Brother, I asked."
"Boss Zheng said that on the 3rd to 4th day after treatment, the vision of the left eye began to improve and should be able to return to the 35cm index. About 20 days later, the vision of the left eye returned to 0.3, but the right eye failed." Song Ying told Zheng Ren repeated what he said, and every word was correct.
"I'll send you a message for details. If nothing happens, I'll hang up."
After hanging up the phone, Song Ying raised his head and saw that the lights on the 23rd floor had not been turned on for a long time, with a smile on his lips.
Boss Zheng, this person is very pure. I have never seen anyone as pure as him.