Drunk driving was one of the things Zheng Ren hated the most. There was almost no other. Of course, Cheng Xiang's case was an exception. It was almost the same level of abhorrence as drunk driving.
When Zheng Ren first started working, drunk driving was not very strict, so it was more common for drunk drivers to cause major accidents.
Almost eighty percent of major car accidents were related to drunk driving.
Zheng Ren had encountered it before. The next day, a boy who was sure to pass the college entrance examination had been knocked into a vegetative state; a pregnant woman and her husband had been taken away while they were walking on Pedestrian Avenue.
The tragedies caused by drunk driving made Zheng Ren hate this kind of behavior to the extreme.
These were all things that could have been avoided, but because of drunk driving, many tragedies had occurred.
Therefore, when he heard that it was possible drunk driving, Zheng Ren immediately fell silent.
Song Ying was a businessman from Imperial Capital whom he had only met a few times. Even if Su Yun was drunk driving, Zheng Ren would definitely arrest him and send him to the police station.
"Boss, you really don't recognize me after pulling up your pants. I even sent you seafood the night before yesterday," Su Yun said with a smile.
As a wine lover, Su Yun was not as disgusted with drunk driving as Zheng Ren was.
"Boss Zheng, I guarantee that my wife was wronged." Song Ying was very calm and did not panic because of Zheng Ren's indifference. "I'll contact Chief Chu and try to stall for a few minutes. Do you know anyone in the emergency department? I'm not trying to bail her out. Help me find out where the problem lies. "
Someone wanted to mess with Song Ying? Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, "Manager Song, I'll go take a look. But let me make something clear first. I really hate drunk driving. "
Zheng Ren spoke the truth without hiding anything. At this point, it was impossible for Song Ying not to understand.
"Boss Zheng, don't worry. It's definitely not drunk driving. I don't need you to do anything. Just go to the emergency department and take a look. It's not convenient for me to appear at this time. If there are any clues, please let me know. "Song Ying hesitated for a moment.
After a few seconds, he continued to explain, "It's not that I don't know where the opponent is, so I panicked and lost my sense of propriety. Boss Zheng, please don't blame me for being rude."
"Okay, I just finished surgery. I'll go take a look now," Zheng Ren said.
With that, he hung up.
"Boss, your position isn't very firm." Su Yun mocked.
"Didn't you say it yourself? You're the one who took it?"
"Hey!" Su Yun's face showed that he knew it would be like this.
"From what Song Ying said, it seems like he was tricked by someone. Tell me, who could it be? "Zheng Ren asked casually.
Su Yun frowned, if someone were to make a move, things would not be so simple.
Song Ying was related to Chief Chu of the CT room. He had connections with his boss, but not much.
If someone had bribed the traffic police and the emergency department of the 912 to fake it and wanted to arrest someone, it could be said that they had everything under control.
He and Zheng Ren could not afford to offend such a person.
Su Yun put away the ridicule on his face and pondered for a moment before saying, "Let's go see Cui Lao. It seems like I haven't accompanied him for a few days."
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, we don't have a close relationship with Song Ying. If there's anything unusual, you must not stand on Song Ying's side." Su Yun cautiously warned.
'I'm not a patient. Why should I stand on his side?' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
However, he did not refute. Instead, he nodded very cautiously.
"But that's impossible." Su Yun was still confused. "First, he showed the enemy that he was weak, and then, while the enemy was unprepared, he uprooted Song Ying like a lion pouncing on a rabbit."
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless. What was Su Yun talking about?
"If he wants to mess with someone, he should mess with Song Ying. Why would he mess with his wife? Knock on the door first and tell him that I'm coming to mess with you? This method doesn't seem like that of a big shot, but more like that of a hooligan, "Su Yun muttered to himself.
"Don't think about it. Let's go down and take a look."
"Even hooligans don't have such powerful methods." Su Yun was still pondering, and Zheng Ren was exhausted for him.
However, Su Yun could not figure it out. The two of them changed their clothes and went downstairs. They did not go back to see the patient and went straight to the emergency department.
..
The emergency department was still busy. No matter how long it had been, there was a familiar smell here.
A woman was sitting on a chair at the entrance of the blood collection room. Her face was still flushed from being drunk, and she was listless. The two traffic policemen beside her were controlling her to prevent any accidents from happening.
She was not handcuffed. At this time, she was probably waiting for the results of the blood collection to come out.
Zheng Ren glanced at the System panel and stopped in his tracks.
"Boss, it's the smell of alcohol. I can smell it." Su Yun narrowed his eyes. His gaze pierced through the black hair on his forehead, examining the woman like a knife.
Zheng Ren shook his head slowly. He only paused for a moment before walking to Cui Lao's consultation room.
"Knock, knock, knock ~" Zheng Ren knocked on the open door of the consultation room. Cui Lao raised his head and saw Zheng Ren. He said lightly, "Little Zheng, why are you here?"
"I missed you, so I came to take a look," Su Yun said with a smile.
"Close the door. If you have something to say, say it." Cui Lao was an old demon. How could he be fooled by Su Yun's words?
The old man was a little old, but his mind was not muddled. It would be strange if he was fine after rushing over.
"Cui Lao, an acquaintance asked me to take a look at the drunk driving woman outside," Zheng Ren told the truth. "He was sure that his wife did not drink, but the alcohol detector showed that she was drunk driving."
Cui Lao frowned.
He slowly put down the information in his hand, took off his reading glasses, and closed his eyes as if he was thinking about something. After more than ten seconds, Cui Lao slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren.
"Every year, more than 3,500 people die from drunk driving in the country, and more than 9,000 people are injured and disabled."
Cui Lao's voice was very cold.
It was as cold as the northwest wind in the middle of the night.
It was like a knife.
Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.
"In recent years, there have been so many people driving under the influence." Cui Lao's eyes were cold. "Are you here to plead for mercy or are you going to fake it? Little Zheng, to tell you the truth, you're committing a crime. "
"No." Zheng Ren smiled and explained, "Cui Lao, I'm the chief resident of the emergency department in Sea City General Hospital. I also hate drunk driving."
Cui Lao looked at Zheng Ren silently, wanting to know what he was up to.
"I saw the woman outside," Zheng Ren said. "My family suspects that drunk driving was framed by someone else. They're already confused. That's why they came to me and asked me to take a look. They didn't say that they were going to fake it or fish someone out. "
"Other hospitals don't know, but with me in the emergency department of 912, who would dare to fake it?" Cui Lao said slowly, "If they could really bypass me and fake it, they would probably crush your friend to death with one finger. Why would they use so many dirty tricks?"
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Cui Lao, I suspect that the patient is sick."
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