Christopher Thompson
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Chief Resident Wang looked somewhat embarrassed. The corners of Su Yun’s lips curled into a smile, a familiar sight that gave Zheng Ren the urge to slap him, and he asked, “You’re not confident because you’ve never done it before, right?” Chief Wang rubbed his hands and agreed to Su Yun’s statement by smiling awkwardly. “Boss, have you done it before?” asked Su Yun. Zheng Ren gave it some thought. It was true that he had never performed such a surgery before. However, he had…
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Life went on as usual. After the shocking incident, the medical staff at the hospital had little time to weep. The sun still rose the next day on its fixed path through the sky. Zheng Ren roused from a good rest. His body was feeling much better. There was mild discomfort and he suspected it was due to the cold wind yesterday. Su Yun’s sweater had been insufficient for the weather. Zheng Ren ignored it and instead pondered on what souvenirs to buy for Xie Yiren. Su Yun’s words from…
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“Put it on and give me back my clothes,” Su Yun said as he glanced at the offerings from Xie Yiren. Their brand did not escape his attention. “I’ll have to wash it. Oh, Manger Feng, could you help me send it to the dry cleaners?” “Ah... Sure...” Feng Xuhui muttered in reply. Helping Chief Zheng’s assistant should gain him some brownie points. However, from observation, the two seemed quite distant. The assistant did not show much respect for Chief Zheng and often made sarcastic…
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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 identity. 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…
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Zheng Ren had had to attend two meetings today, so he had returned late. Seven cases were selected after a round of evaluation. The cases he chose were a mix of difficulties. Some patients had early-stage primary tumors that called for a direct injection of iodized oil into the hepatic artery, while some showed signs of metastatic carcinomatosis cirrhosis. In Zheng Ren’s eyes, the patients were his number one priority. He ignored the System’s mission and the complications of each case. He…
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A few hours before... Mu Tao trailed behind Wu Haishi as they exited the research building. The old man walked in silence. Once they were past the doors, he suddenly asked, “Are you confident?” “Yes,” Mu Tao replied without hesitation. A few months ago, he would not have had the confidence to say that he could beat Jin Yaowu. Their abilities were roughly equal and there would be no clear winner. However, at this very moment, Mu Tao was sure he could trounce Jin Yaowu. After analyzing…
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“How is Fang Lin?” asked Zheng Ren. Zhao Yunlong had been keeping an eye on the ICU in the hours since the accident. After ensuring that Fang Lin’s condition had stabilized, he invited Su Yun to dinner to thank them both for their help. “Thanks to his timely resuscitation, he should be fine. You’ve saved him, Doctor Zheng, and I must thank you for that,” said Zhao Yunlong, raising his glass. However, he soon realized that Zheng Ren did not drink, and so chugged the whiskey down in one…
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When Bu Ruotian had said that Zheng Ren belonged to the same social circle, it was a clear summary of what he had in mind. Some words needed not be spoken directly. “That’s too kind of you, Mr. Bu.” Zheng Ren smiled. “I’m very grateful for your care in the emergency department as well.” “Those were just small issues.” Bu Ruotian laughed heartily. “I was very happy when I received my follow-up test results yesterday. My original plan was to return to Sea City and thank you in…
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“Good luck! The company is in trouble this time, and we’ve to work together to overcome this crisis!” Hua Yingying accepted the car key and tossed it in the air. Her words of motivation felt malicious somehow, making Feng Xuhui feel uncomfortable. That was the end of their conversation. Feng Xuhui stood in a corner and continued smoking near the ashtray-topped trash can as Hua Yingying busily settled her issues inside the car. ‘There is nothing wrong with her being arrogant,’ he thought,…
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They noticed Professor Pei sitting in the front row as they were about to leave the room. Zheng Ren gave it some thought and turned around to greet the man. “Hello, Professor Pei,” said Zheng Ren with a slight bow. “Old Wu, this is Doctor Zheng, the one that I’ve been telling you about.” Professor Pei introduced Zheng Ren to Professor Wu Haishi, who was sitting beside him. “Oh? Is he the one who superselected seven to eight blood vessels and then completely embolized several…
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