It was a mess.
At this time, the onlookers reluctantly made way for Chief Ye and his men to rush over.
Chief Ye was not wearing a white coat. Instead, he was wearing a black suit and a dark blue tie. He had a steady temperament and looked like an exquisite middle-aged man.
He did not shout fiercely. He just walked in coldly and exchanged a look with Zheng Ren. He first looked at Chief Zhang Lin's injury.
"Send this to the emergency department and let them check his blood sugar first," Zheng Ren said to a junior doctor in the ICU.
The 'Master' was lying on the ground, twitching constantly. His face was pale and sweat dripped down. He looked very sick. However, Zheng Ren really did not want to talk to him. He was not even willing to send him to the emergency department.
What kind of person was this?! It was one thing to cheat some money, but to encourage him to break up his family and break up his family was sinister.
However, Zheng Ren could not watch someone die in the hospital because of hypoglycemia. He was also very helpless.
The junior doctor in the ICU was at a loss for what to do after a series of changes.
First, it was the patient's family who caused trouble. This time, it was especially fierce and they even hit someone. Chief Zhang was beaten up and everyone was filled with righteous indignation. However, not many people had the courage to take off their white clothes and directly go up to fight like Su Yun.
It was not that they did not dare to, but after so many years of school and usually staying up late on duty, their physical condition was very poor. Although they were not completely powerless, they were almost there.
Wouldn't it be nonsense to rush up and then be beaten up?
However, looking at the aggressive person, after being shouted at by Boss Zheng, he collapsed like a chicken and a dog. What kind of logic was this?
The junior doctor in the ICU stared blankly. The face and body of the person on the ground were sweating profusely. His breathing was deep and the sound of phlegm had begun to appear.
There was so much phlegm that even without a stethoscope, one could hear the sound coming from his throat with just his ears.
Was he going to die? The junior doctor in the ICU did not notice Zheng Ren talking to him. He was only looking at the 'Master' lying on the ground in a daze.
"Hey, I'm talking to you." Su Yun was wearing a white coat with his arms open and buttons unbuttoned. He gently bumped the junior doctor in the ICU with his shoulder and said.
"Uh, what's wrong?"
"The boss said you should send this person to the emergency department and check his blood sugar first."
"Blood sugar?"
"Hey, how did you do it? What's there to consider? "Su Yun was not in a hurry. He began to chat with the junior doctor in the ICU.
"…" The junior doctor in the ICU was stunned. Wasn't he a monster who was suppressed by Boss Zheng's great supernatural power? But then again, after the founding of the People's Republic, demons were not allowed to become spirits. If there were any dirty things, it would probably be the kind that existed before the founding of the People's Republic. Is his magic power very strong when he's old?
His mind was again hopelessly adrift in the midst of all this jumble of ideas.
Could it be that this person had hypoglycemia after being yelled at? Was Boss Zheng made of insulin?
Su Yun could not wait for this "Master" to die here. He was not interested in Zheng Ren's words at all. Like a senior brother, he gently taught the junior doctor in the ICU.
"Your face is pale and you're sweating profusely. What are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.
"Hemorrhagic shock and hypoglycemia." The junior doctor in the ICU was, after all, a professional doctor. Although he was still a little absent-minded, this was the most instinctive reaction, and he blurted out.
These two diseases were the most likely to be treated. The other rare diseases were not considered for the time being.
"Yes, it can't be hemorrhagic shock. We didn't even touch him. That's why we sent him to the emergency department to check his blood sugar first, "Su Yun said.
"Oh, oh." The junior doctor in the ICU was about to find a stretcher trolley when he was stopped by Su Yun.
"Look again. His fingers were white at first, suddenly red, and now white again. What's the symptom?" Su Yun had already treated the "Master" lying on the ground as a cadaver and began to explain the disease.
He deliberately delayed the time and taught his Junior Brother a lesson in a meaningful and heartfelt manner.
"Su Yun, stop it. His blood sugar is relatively low. Don't kill him," Zheng Ren said in a low voice.
Su Yun smacked his lips. He really wanted to go up and kick him.
"You, quickly push the stretcher trolley and send him to the emergency department. Remember to tell Zhou Litao to check his blood sugar first, "Zheng Ren reminded him again.
After this incident, Zheng Ren had a tall … strange impression in the junior doctor's heart. Was this Boss Zheng a Master with extraordinary magic power?
He could not understand.
He went to find a stretcher trolley and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked, "Brother Yun, were you talking about the Reynolds phenomenon just now?"
Su Yun smiled slightly. The corner of his mouth revealed a very beautiful arc, but he did not answer.
The matter was urgent, and the junior doctor in the ICU did not have much time to say. He felt a little regretful. He thought about how Brother Yun could still observe the change in the color of his fingers in that chaotic situation just now. This was not an ordinary person!
It was said that his level of intensive care was high, and it was indeed high.
Although he knew about the rare situation of the Reynolds phenomenon, he only knew about it after Su Yun reminded him. If he was alone, he would not have noticed this situation no matter what.
The junior doctor in the ICU pushed the stretcher trolley and carried the "Master" all the way to the emergency department. The crowd did not disperse, but the noise was a little quieter.
They looked at Zheng Ren with some respect. They wanted to watch the show, but they did not want to provoke this expert.
The patient's family saw that someone had come. They knew that it was a big shot and were a little nervous. They were paying attention to Zheng Ren and Chief Ye. The master had fainted from a loud roar. They did not know what the other party would do next.
Chief Ye did not communicate with them. The hospital had cameras. It was impossible for the person who beat someone to run away.
"Send Chief Zhang to the neurosurgery department to suture." Chief Ye saw that Chief Zhang Lin was fine, so he was not so nervous.
If Chief Miao had just had an accident, Chief Zhang would also have an accident … When he thought of this, the anger in his heart rose.
However, the anger did not show on his face. His face became even gloomier.
The junior staff of the medical administration division behind him quickly brought Chief Zhang Lin out. Just as they walked out of the door, Chief Ye suddenly asked from behind, "Chief Zhang, what did you say to me fifteen minutes ago?"
Chief Zhang Lin was stunned. She covered her head with her hand and turned to look at Chief Ye.
Fifteen minutes ago? She had never seen Chief Ye before. What did he mean by asking her this question?
However, Chief Ye did not seem to want to wait for Chief Zhang Lin's answer. He explained to the junior staff, "Chief Zhang doesn't remember. Tell the neurosurgery doctor to write a retrograde memory disorder in the medical history."
"…" Zheng Ren was stunned.
It was just a head injury. It looked bloody, but it was actually nothing serious. Even if he went to the Public Security Bureau, the forensic examination would not be able to identify anything.
However, retrograde memory disorder was considered a minor injury.
He wanted to bite the person who beat him to death. Chief Ye … was really f * cking ruthless.
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