After getting on the plane, Zheng Ren leaned on Xie Yiren's shoulder and fell asleep to death without even saying a gentle word.

I felt nothing in my heart. I felt completely relaxed and couldn't hold back. I slept so sweetly.

By the time he was woken up by Xie Yiren, he had returned to the imperial capital.

After sleeping all the way, Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed. Xiao Yiren didn't move, afraid of disturbing Zheng Ren's sleep, so she probably had half of her body numb.

"Are you better?" Xie Yiren asked with a smile, movable shoulders.

"Uh... Fortunately, I guess I'll be able to recover in a few days." Zheng Ren told the truth.

My body was sore, especially the fracture of the left rib, which was still at the peak of congestion and edema. The edema tissue pressed the intercostal nerves and made it hurt. However, Zheng Ren was not going to tell Xie Yiren about this, so as not to worry.

This kind of injury is not a big deal, so why bother to show off?

There was no luggage, so everyone walked down in order.

Zhao Yunlong's face was a little dim, and Zheng Ren knew that he was thinking of his comrades who died.

In peaceful times, the word sacrifice is so far away that many people forget it.

I hope I can keep forgetting, everyone is fine, better than anything else.

After leaving the pick-up gate, Chang Yue and Professor Rudolph Wagner stood in the first row and waved. I wonder how long they had been waiting.

Those who are waiting for such a plane are the families of medical staff who are pulled to the front line as soon as possible.

They suddenly left, returned at this time, hugged each other and cried.

Professor Rudolf Wagner opened his arms and wanted to give Zheng Ren a big hug, but was stopped by Zheng Ren with his eyes.

"Boss, I miss you so much." The professor was a little excited, with long golden hair flying.

"Oh." Zheng Ren held Xie Yiren's hand, glanced at him, and smiled, "How many surgery have been done?"

"No one went out of the clinic to accept patients, so he underwent 12 surgeries," said Professor Rudolf Wagner.

In one week, I had 12 tips surgery, and no matter where I put it, it was not considered a waste. However, for the goal of this group, it was a number that I couldn't show.

To win the Nobel Prize, you must conquer the judges with huge numbers. There are 12 surgeries in a week, and this speed will be ten years after you win the Nobel Prize.

"Don't worry, I'm back." Zheng Ren said lightly.

The professor nodded repeatedly, looking forward to waiting for you, 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 didn't say anything, but looked at Zheng Ren.

"I'm free." Zheng Ren smiled slightly.

It was indeed a smile. Zheng Ren didn't even dare to speak loudly. Once the facial muscles were too active, they would hurt heartily. He spoke loudly, his chest was moving violently, and the ground with a fractured rib would also hurt.

"I want to have a simple mouthful, I want to go for a massage." Su Yun said: "You need essential oil to open your back and rub your body open."

"I'm..." Zheng Ren was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Su Yun, "Boss, go together."

Zheng Ren didn't dare to say the injuries on his body. He hesitated for a moment and felt that it would be very comfortable to burn his feet. He glanced at Xie Yiren and responded.

Along the way, Professor Rudolf Wagner kept saying how small the wards were, how arduous the conditions were, and how large the number of surgery was.

Zheng Ren has considered these things, but he can only take one step at a time.

The professor drove and followed Xie Yiren's guidance to an antique restaurant near the Palme d'Or.

"The porridge and small pastries here are good and have special features. You haven't eaten for too long and have gastrointestinal problems. Let's drink porridge first in the past few days." Xie Yiren said.

This is a serious matter. Although I am still hungry after drinking the porridge, I avoid all kinds of adverse consequences that may occur.

If the front line comes back while standing and is put on a meal of mutton, wouldn’t it be a smile?

Zheng Ren and Su Yun both were eager to keep their spirits, talking and laughing.

But Su Yun was silent countless times than usual, and this can be seen. Xie Yiren also waited for a few days and was a little unconscious. After taking a simple meal, she went back to the Palme d'Or.

A few hundred meters away from the entrance of the community, there is a newly opened massage shop. Su Yun had already found this shop on his mobile phone and was about 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 go for breakfast tomorrow morning, and then she parted.

"Boss, you can't ask Xiao Yiren for advice in everything. In that case, it will be inconvenient for you to do anything in the future." Su Yun was yelling on the road while nagging.

"I have nothing to do." Zheng Ren's eyes were a little empty, so sleepy that he could fall down at any time. "If I can't do it one day, I'll stay at home every day, go shopping for vegetables early in the morning, and cook with Yiren. The rest is just to watch the TV, which is also good."

"Flower World...ah..." As he said that, Su Yun exclaimed.

He really didn't have the energy to talk too much. Fortunately, the foot massage shop was not far away and he arrived in a few minutes.

This store is newly opened, and the hall is filled with a faint smell of decoration materials.

But after all, the distance is close and there is nothing to be picky about. Both of them are tired and just want to seize the time to lie down.

"Boss, I'll tell you that a good masseur can indeed relax you wholeheartedly." Su Yun said while venting his anger.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, and followed Su Yun blindly.

"Two, do you want to apply for a card? Open a reward for the guests, get 1,000 yuan and get 200 yuan." The front desk manager of the massage parlor greeted enthusiastically.

But he didn't know the status of the two people he was facing, and his smile was gone.

Su Yun listlessly rejected his proposal and said he wanted to try it before talking. Then he asked, and he asked for essential oils to open his back, and Zheng Renze only had a foot bath.

Su Yun didn't have much opinion on Zheng Ren's request. He was so tired that he was so tired. Who would think of him?

A waiter sent the two to a massage room. After changing clothes, Su Yun directly lay naked on the bed, and turned into a pool of mud.

Zheng Renze half lying and half sitting on the massage table, waiting for hot water to come.

Within a few minutes, the persistent front desk manager and two technicians came in. He first observed the situation in the room. Seeing Su Yun lying on the massage table, he seemed to be asleep, so he looked at it and said.

"Sir, have you often felt very tired recently? You can't rest? This is a sign of kidney qi stagnation." The front hall manager said seriously.

Zheng Ren was so tired, but he couldn't help laughing, so he raised his feet and put them in the water at 44 degrees.

It's so warm, my body is a little lighter.

Su Yun rarely pretends to be dead and doesn't say a word.

The front hall manager didn't feel embarrassed and continued, "Sir, you see, there are two nests on your waist, which is a sign of kidney deficiency."

"That's McKesling."

"That's McKesling."

Zheng Ren and Su Yun said in unison.

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