The surgery ended and Zheng Ren stepped away from the operating table.
He did not remove his surgical gown. Instead, he waited for Su Yun to bring the stretcher trolley over and helped to move the patient.
"Su Yun, does Sea City have a psychiatrist? It would be best if the patient had access to one once she recovers."
Su Yun replied, "No, we don't. There are very few psychiatry departments in our country. I know someone who's based in Imperial Capital."
"Are they any good?"
"Talented; definitely worth a try, but it's a bit pricey."
Su Yun's social circle was a galaxy compared to Zheng Ren's.
Psychiatry was an uncommon specialty in China. The fact that Su Yun had a recommended contact was a testament to his well-connectedness.
"I'll have a word with the family about the recommended therapy for the patient," Zheng Ren said as he watched the stretcher trolley leave the operating room. He had not taken his gloves off.
