The sudden turn of events stunned the patient's family members.
"I just came back from a conference in the United States. I've seen patients with local nerve paralysis degeneration syndrome." Zheng Ren continued to spout nonsense with a straight face. His voice was neither loud nor soft, so the patient could hear him clearly. "I brought back a special medicine. It's very effective, but it's very expensive."
"Can it be cured?" the older patient's son asked immediately.
"The cure rate is 100%," Zheng Ren said with certainty. He did not even use his usual words.
The surgeon on duty was still confused. Had Chief Zheng not been performing surgeries in the emergency ward recently? When did he go to the United States for a conference? Could it be that an American expert had come to give a lecture and he had gone to listen?
There was a special medicine? No matter how special it was, it could not have a 100% cure rate.
This was illogical!
Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren was going to do when he heard the second sentence. He lowered his head, not wanting to watch the drama queen's performance. The black hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind.
"Doctor, we'll treat it. Name a price and I'll go back and collect the money," the patient's son said immediately.
"There's no rush." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said, "The patient has been ill for a long time. If we don't treat it now, there might be problems. Use the medicine first, then you can pay. "
With that, Zheng Ren strode out of the emergency resuscitation room.
After a while, a nurse followed him in with a 20ml syringe in her hand.
"Intravenous injection," Zheng Ren said.
The patient's family member's eyes were filled with hope and worry.
They hoped that the injection would be effective, but they were also afraid that it would be ineffective … If even the 'special medicine' did not work, then the patient would be paralyzed for the rest of his life.
"Alright, he can walk in five minutes," Zheng Ren said. "He'll come back to the hospital in a week for an additional intensive treatment. He'll be fine. Family member, come with me. I'll write out a bill and you can pay. "
With that, Zheng Ren walked out of the emergency resuscitation room with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
"If Old Chief Physician Pan was here, it would be no problem," Su Yun said without thinking.
"Hehe." Zheng Ren, of course, understood what Su Yun was talking about and chuckled.
"Is it really hysteria? Not a rare disease? "Su Yun continued to ask as if he did not hear Zheng Ren's chuckle.
"I won't." "Anyway, it's just a shot of calcium gluconate. If I really made a mistake, it won't be broken."
"Seriously …" Su Yun wanted to say that he was being irresponsible, but on second thought, the patient's family would definitely not be able to support the cost of an MRI scan and other expensive examinations.
Zheng Ren's choice was right. If it was really not good, he could only say it again.
When he arrived at the emergency surgery department's consultation room, he gave the patient's son a list.
The patient's son looked perturbed. He was frightened by what Zheng Ren had just said.
How much would an imported drug from the United States cost? He wondered if it would be enough to sell his house at home.
A few tile-roofed houses would probably be unbearable. But what else was there to sell at home?
That was not all. One week later, he still had to undergo another round of consolidation treatment …
Zheng Ren's movements were swift and the printer quickly printed out a receipt for the payment.
"Here, go pay and get the medicine from the pharmacy next door," Zheng Ren said casually.
The man held the receipt in his hand and carefully looked for the price. Although he couldn't read many of the words, he could still understand the Arabic numerals.
When he saw the amount of money, his eyes widened and his face was filled with disbelief.
Before he could ask if Zheng Ren had made a mistake, a surprised voice came from outside the door. "Dad, Grandma is standing up!"
"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment before he rushed out.
His strong body hit the door frame, and Zheng Ren felt the entire house shake three times.
"You guessed it right again." Su Yun leaned against the wall as if he had no bones. He looked at Zheng Ren with a teasing expression. "You're really lucky."
Zheng Ren wanted to complain, but he could not win against him in an argument. Secondly, the System had increased his luck … 'Do I have to tell you that I know Buddha's Palm?'
Soon, the man helped the old lady to the emergency surgery department's consultation room.
Although her gait was still a little weak, it was definitely not the same as before when she was "paralyzed".
"Doctor, doctor, thank you …" The patient's family members hurriedly thanked him.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled.
"This …" The patient's son held the receipt in his hand with some difficulty. It seemed that he had been fighting countless times.
Zheng Ren was also a little surprised.
"Doctor, did you make a mistake?" The patient's son's conscience prevailed in the end. He no longer hesitated and asked.
"Oh, no," Zheng Ren said calmly. Zheng Ren said calmly, "Because it's a gift from a large international company, the hospital can't charge it. You're lucky. If it was a few days earlier, you wouldn't have needed it. "
"Then the cost …"
"Forget it," Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun looked at the generous Zheng Ren with disdain. In his heart, he calculated the total cost of an intravenous injection, a sterile syringe, 20 ml of glucose, and a calcium gluconate.
As for the imported special medicine, it was completely nonexistent.
The patient's family thanked him profusely. Zheng Ren then told them to come to him again in a week for consolidation treatment. Not only could this special medicine treat the disease, but it also had a preventive effect. The old lady would never have a relapse again.
Zheng Ren felt a little hungry as he watched the patient happily pay the fee and leave.
He had been delayed in the emergency department for a long time. He did not know what leftovers would be left in the cafeteria.
"Why did you let them do it again?" Su Yun was puzzled.
"It's hysteria and it's so serious. I'm afraid the old lady won't believe that it can be cured in one go. Therefore, another round of consolidation treatment should be the best solution, "Zheng Ren said.
They were all experienced doctors, so they all understood the twists and turns.
Even though Su Yun did not continue to say anything, Zheng Ren knew that the sarcastic sissy did not mock him, which meant that he agreed.
He was the lucky one. After staying in the hospital for so long, he had not been beaten to death, Zheng Ren thought.
After dealing with the patient, Zheng Ren wandered to the cafeteria.
Halfway there, his phone rang.
"Yiren, what's up?"
"Oh, okay. Su Yun and I haven't eaten yet."
"En en, then I'll have to trouble you."
After that, he hung up and turned to return to the emergency ward.
"What's up?" Su Yun asked from behind.
"The stupid eggs sent by the patient's family were taken to Yiren's house by Chang Yue. I heard she made scrambled eggs with spring onions for lunch."
"It's scrambled eggs with spring onions," Su Yun said expressionlessly.
"It's all the same. Yiren said she brought it to the hospital to eat together." Zheng Ren did not care. It was just a meal. What was the big deal?
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