The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 145: A Brown-Noser Only In The Operating Theater

Zheng Ren was puzzled when he heard the voice, but Chang Yue immediately stood up and asked, “Brother Sui?”

“Yes.” The speaker seemed to be afraid of the well-dressed group and merely stood outside, not daring to enter.

“Please, come in,” Chang Yue greeted the newcomer enthusiastically; weaving through the crowd without even so much as sparing them a glance, she pulled an honest-looking man into the room.

The man was carrying a basket with a confused look on his face.

Zheng Ren felt a sense of familiarity, but was unable to recall his identity.

“Chief Zheng, he is the family member of the patient that had tetanus.” Chang Yue remembered Zheng Ren’s late-stage face blindness cancer and reminded him.

“Oh, please take a seat,” Zheng Ren stood and said warmly, “How is the madam doing at home right now?”

“She is recovering well.” The group of well-dressed men outside the room made the visitor feel uneasy.

“That’s good.” Zheng Ren smiled.

“This... This is...” The patient’s son started stammering and said honestly, “This basket of eggs are laid by homebred chickens. My mother asked me to give these to Doctor Chang and Doctor Zheng.”

He placed the basket down and removed the decolored blue floral cloth, revealing the eggs within.

Eggs from homebred chickens were smaller than commercially sold eggs, but contained higher nutritional value.

Zheng Ren did not understand the properties of homebred eggs, nor was he willing to look into them.

However, since this was heartfelt gratitude from the patient’s family member after his mother had been discharged from the hospital, Zheng Ren accepted the gift with a sincere smile.

“You came all the way from home for this. That’s too kind of you,” said Zheng Ren.

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“It’s not far at all,” the patient’s son quickly waved his hands and said, “I woke up only at half-past three in the morning. Besides, there’s nothing much to do on the farm anyway. These are fresh eggs I’ve collected over the past few days, while those on the top are newly harvested and still warm from the henhouse this morning.”

Although it was only a small gift, it meant a lot to Zheng Ren.

Before he could manage a response, Su Yun’s eccentric voice rang out behind him.

“Are you not afraid of making headlines for receiving a gift from a patient’s family in front of reporters? ‘Family Member Forced To Gift Red Packet After Repeated Hints From Doctors In Sea City General Hospital’.

“That doesn’t sound striking enough. How about Family Members Fear Doctors? Short but powerful. Reporter Wei, which one sounds better, in your opinion?”

The patient’s son merely stood in place, uneasy and confused.