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Chapter 1306

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The night nurse was sweeping the bed when she heard the commotion. She rushed out of the room and peeked in.

Zheng Ren was relieved that it was not a quarrel with the nurse.

Under normal circumstances, the patient's family would be more polite to the doctor even if they had objections. After all, there was an old saying about seeking medical advice. Although the word "seek" was no longer used, it was always reasonable.

In addition, Chang Yue had a good chat with the two silly sons yesterday, so Zheng Ren was confident that they would not cause too much trouble.

"What's going on?" Chang Yue peeked out from behind Zheng Ren.

"Probably. Go change if you have nothing to do. Don't be such a busybody." Su Yun pulled Chang Yue back and said sarcastically, causing Chang Yue to roll her eyes.

"It must be a quarrel between the patient's family," Chang Yue said.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

"The old lady's two sons are slow at work and dislike each other. It can't be helped," Chang Yue said. "They almost choked to death when they fed the old lady porridge …"

"Damn!" Su Yun was shocked. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"I don't think so. They're just clumsy and clumsy," Chang Yue said. Chang Yue said, "The two of them grumble at each other and fight for the job. They might be born clumsy."

Although he could not believe it, Zheng Ren believed that Chang Yue's judgment was correct.

Those two simple-minded men? A strange smile appeared on Zheng Ren's face as he thought about it.

He felt helpless and gratified at the same time.

Although the current society was all about ending, this kind of naive and naive person could still make people feel a trace of warmth.

With that in mind, he strode into the department. Instead of changing his clothes, he headed straight for the ward.

The two strong, tanned men were arguing. The other patients' family members in the ward were unhappy.

Not only were they unhappy, but they were also disgusted and annoyed.

A toilet bowl had fallen to the ground and yellow urine was splattered everywhere. Zheng Ren could smell the stench from afar. He could understand how the other patients' family members felt.

No one wanted to be with these two clowns.

Zheng Ren listened carefully and understood what the two men were arguing about.

It turned out that one person was responsible for collecting urine from the old lady's bedpan, while the other person appeared behind him and knocked the bedpan away.

Although he had been practicing medicine for less than ten years, he had seen thousands of patients and their family members during his internship. It was his first time encountering these two supreme-grade martial artists.

According to normal logic, the two of them were extremely tired of taking care of the old lady. This kind of patient should have given up treatment a long time ago and stayed in bed at home.

It was already a blessing to have something to eat and not starve to death.

Then, when hypostatic pneumonia appeared, the patient could not hold on and died.

If the patient was more tenacious and survived hypostatic pneumonia, there would be complications such as bedsores, muscle atrophy, and long-term bedridden.

In short, the patient must have reached the end of his life in the county-level hospital. There was no way he could make it to the capital.

These two people were really weird.

He had seen clumsy people before, but he had never seen anyone this stupid.

"Professor Zheng, I have something to trouble you with." A middle-aged man saw Zheng Ren appear at the door and knew that he was the senior doctor of the medical team. He quickly squeezed out and whispered to Zheng Ren.

"Oh, go ahead." Zheng Ren looked at the two brothers inside who did not notice him at all. They were only focused on quarreling while wiping the urine on the floor with coarse toilet paper. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's not convenient to talk here. Can I take a step …" The middle-aged man looked around. The patient's family, the doctor on duty, the night nurse, and a group of people surrounded him. He was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice.

Zheng Ren understood what the patient's family meant. He smiled and said, "It's the old lady who doesn't rest well and wants to move to another ward."

The man was stunned for a moment. Then, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Professor Zheng, I'm very satisfied to be able to stay in the hospital. But … as you can see, these two people are quarreling all day long. My mother is about to have a heart attack. "

"…" Zheng Ren shook his head and was speechless.

He really could not blame the patient and the patient's family for this kind of thing.

Originally, there were three beds in a ward. In addition to the patient's family and caregivers, there were six to eight people squeezed into a room of more than ten square meters. The air was dirty, and it became much more difficult to breathe.

If one encountered a snoring person, they would not be able to sleep well at night.

If there were two or three snoring at the same time, those snoring sounds would be like a symphony. Not to mention one night, they would not be able to sleep well during the entire hospitalization.

Sometimes, it was still up to fate.

It was obvious that the two patients in the same ward, as well as the patient's family, were not very lucky.

He could not hold on anymore. Zheng Ren guessed that he wanted to give him money to move to another ward.

However, there was a shortage of wards in Imperial Capital. There were many patients outside who wanted to be hospitalized but could not be admitted. Who would be willing to move to a different ward?

"How about this, don't worry. After the shift, I'll discuss it with the chief. What do you think?" Zheng Ren comforted the patient's family with a smile.

While they were chatting, Chang Yue had already changed her clothes and walked in.

As soon as the short Chang Yue entered the ward, the two black tower-like men stopped arguing almost at the same time. They looked at Chang Yue quietly like primary school students who had made a mistake.

"Hurry up and clean up. The surgery will be starting soon." Chang Yue was not unhappy. She picked up the mop that she had asked the medical staff and began to mop the floor.

"Doctor Chang, I'll do it."

"Doctor Chang, I'll do it."

The two burly men reached out at the same time. They were like two dark clouds, suffocating people.

"Make the beds and clean the table. Hurry up and don't disturb the others, "Chang Yue said calmly.

For some reason, the two men did not resist Chang Yue's words and obediently went to clean up.

"Keep your voice down in the ward. The other patients are also very old. What if they get a heart attack?" Chang Yue 'reprimanded' the two men as she mopped the floor.

The two of them smiled awkwardly. "Clang!" The person cleaning the table knocked over a cup of water. The hot water inside gurgled out, giving off a dense cloud of steam.

"…" The busier they were, the messier it was.

Zheng Ren felt helpless. It was not easy for the old lady to survive until now.

Zheng Ren covered his eyes with his hands and left helplessly.

It was fine as long as they did not cause trouble, but these two burly men were a little too crude.

"Boss, how do you think they managed to persevere for so many years?" Su Yun asked Zheng Ren.

"Who …" Zheng Ren was just about to speak when he suddenly remembered that the patient had a history of cerebral infarction for about three years. After the cerebral infarction, she had lost the ability to take care of herself.

He smiled and shook his head slightly.

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