After getting on the plane, Zheng Ren leaned on Xie Yiren's shoulder and fell asleep without even saying a gentle word.
There was nothing wrong in my mind. I relaxed completely and couldn't hold myself back any longer. I slept soundly.
By the time he was woken up by the Xie Yi people, he had already returned to the imperial capital.
Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed after sleeping all the way. The little girl didn't move the whole time, for fear of disturbing Zheng Ren's sleep, and probably half of her body was numb.
"Is it better?" Xie Yiren moved his shoulders and asked with a smile.
"Uh... okay, I guess it will take a few days to feel better." Zheng Ren said honestly.
My body aches, especially where my rib fracture on the left side is, and it’s still at the peak of congestion and edema. The edematous tissue compresses the intercostal nerves, causing throbbing pain. But Zheng Ren wasn't going to tell Xie Yiren about this, lest she worry.
This kind of injury is not a big deal, so why make it public.
There was no luggage, so everyone walked down in order.
Zhao Yunlong's face looked a little sad. Zheng Ren knew that he was thinking of his fallen comrades.
In peaceful times, the word sacrifice is so far away that many people have forgotten it.
I hope I can forget it forever. Everyone is doing well, which is better than anything else.
After exiting the airport, Chang Yue and Professor Rudolf Wagner stood in the front row waving. I don’t know how long they had been waiting.
Those waiting for such a plane are the family members of the medical staff who were immediately pulled to the front line.
He left suddenly and came back now, hugging each other and crying.
Professor Rudolf Wagner opened his arms and wanted to give Zheng Ren a big hug, but Zheng Ren stopped him with his eyes.
"Boss, I miss you so much." The professor was a little excited, his long blond hair flying.
"Oh." Zheng Ren held Xie Yiren's hand, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "How many surgeries have been performed?"
"No one went out to admit patients, so 12 operations were performed." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
In one week, 12 tip surgeries were performed. No matter where they are placed, it cannot be counted as too few. But for the goal of this group, it is an unattainable number.
To win the Nobel Prize, you must conquer the judges with huge numbers. 12 surgeries per week, this speed would take ten years to win the Nobel Prize.
"Don't worry, I'm back." Zheng Ren said lightly.
The professor nodded repeatedly, looking like he was waiting for you to come back, boss.
"What to eat?" Chang Yue asked.
Zheng Ren felt Xie Yiren's hand move slightly, as if he could make many suggestions in an instant.
However, Xie Yiren did not speak, but looked sideways at Zheng Ren.
"It's up to me." Zheng Ren smiled slightly.
It was indeed a smile. Zheng Ren didn't even dare to speak loudly. Once the muscles on his face were overactive, it would cause excruciating pain. Speaking loudly, the chest moves violently, and the fractured ribs will hurt.
"Just a quick bite, I'm going to get a massage." Su Yun said, "I need essential oil to open my back and rub my body open."
"I just..." Zheng Rengang wanted to refuse, but Su Yun interrupted him directly, "Boss, let's go together."
Zheng Ren didn't dare to talk about his injuries. He hesitated and thought it would be very comfortable to get his feet burned. He glanced at Xie Yiren and agreed.
Along the way, Professor Rudolf Wagner kept talking about how small the ward here was, how difficult the conditions were, and how large the number of surgical cases was.
Zheng Ren has considered all these and can only take one step at a time.
The professor drove and followed Xie's guidance to an antique restaurant near Palme d'Or.
"The porridge and small pastries here are good and unique. You haven't eaten for a long time and you have gastrointestinal problems. You should drink porridge first in the past few days." Xie Yiren said.
This is a serious matter. Although you are still hungry after drinking the porridge, you can avoid all possible adverse consequences.
Wouldn't it be a joke if everyone on the front line came back and were knocked down by a meal of boiled mutton
Zheng Ren and Su Yun both kept their spirits up, talking and laughing.
But Su Yun was countless times more silent than usual, and this could be seen. After staying up for a few days, Xie Yiren felt a little lack of energy. After eating a simple meal, he went directly back to Palme d'Or.
There is a newly opened massage parlor a few hundred meters away from the entrance of the community. Su Yun had already searched for this parlor on his mobile phone and was planning to go for a massage.
Xie Yiren was obviously tired, so she got out of the car. Zheng Ren touched her head and made an appointment to have breakfast tomorrow morning before they left.
"Boss, you can't ask for Xiao Yiren's opinion on everything, otherwise it will be inconvenient for you to do anything in the future." Su Yun was nagging while cheering on the road.
"I don't have anything I want to do." Zheng Ren's eyes were a little empty, and he was so sleepy that he could fall down at any time. "If one day I can't do anything anymore, I will stay at home every day, go shopping early in the morning, cook with Yi Ren, and leave the rest Just watching TV is pretty good."
"Flower World...ah..." As he said that, Su Yun breathed out.
He really didn't have the energy to talk anymore. Fortunately, the pedicure shop was not far away and it only took a few minutes to walk.
This store is newly opened, and there is still a faint smell of decoration materials in the lobby.
But after all, the distance was so close that there was nothing to criticize. Both of them were exhausted and just wanted to take the time to lie down.
"Boss, let me tell you, a good masseur can really relax you wholeheartedly." Su Yun said while taking a breath.
Zheng Ren didn't say anything and followed Su Yun blindly.
"You two, do you want to apply for a card? As an opening bonus, you can get 200 for every 1,000 you spend." The front office manager of the massage shop greeted enthusiastically.
But he didn't know the state of the two people he was facing, and all his smiles were gone.
Su Yun listlessly rejected his proposal, saying that he would give it a try first. Then he asked and asked for essential oil for his back, while Zheng Ren only wanted a foot bath.
Su Yun didn't have much objection to Zheng Ren's request. He was so exhausted that no one would miss him.
A waiter sent the two of them to a massage room. After changing clothes, Su Yun went naked from the waist up and lay down on the bed until it turned into a puddle of mud.
Zheng Renze was half lying and half sitting on the massage bed, waiting for the hot water to be delivered.
Within a few minutes, the persistent front office manager came in with two technicians. He first observed the situation in the room, and saw Su Yun lying on the massage table, seemingly asleep, so he took a look and said.
"Sir, have you often felt tired recently? Can't rest? This is a sign of kidney qi stagnation." the front office manager said matter-of-factly.
Zheng Ren was so tired, but he couldn't help laughing in his heart. He raised his feet and put them into the 44-degree water.
It's so warm, and my body feels a little lighter.
Su Yun, on the other hand, rarely pretended to be dead without saying a word.
The front office manager did not feel embarrassed and continued, "Sir, you see there are two dimples on your waist. This is a sign of kidney deficiency."
"That's McKesling."
"That's McKesling."
Zheng Ren and Su Yun said in unison.
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Well, many years ago, the manager of a newly opened massage parlor told me this. Why have we been working in clinical practice for so many years? We can’t let him fool us anymore. I pulled him and told him about partial anatomy and what McCastriol was.