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"Then you can cover for me for a while," Zheng Ren said.

"Go, go." Su Yun put out the cigarette and stuffed the lighter into the cigarette box. He handed it to Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, no matter what, you're someone who's skilled in performing TIPS surgery. Isn't it embarrassing to smoke purple clouds?"

"Tell me, if I go and receive the Nobel Prize in the future and everyone else is smoking cigars, wouldn't it be especially cool if I smoke purple clouds?" Zheng Ren smiled and turned to leave.

That...weird scene appeared in Su Yun's mind.

However, it was indeed like what Zheng Ren said. It would be really cool.

To be cool was essentially to use the contrast to increase one's charm. But it was best to be really good at it because everyone was watching. The operating table was both a place for one to be cool or make a fool of oneself.

The key was that the boss was really f*cking good at it.