When they arrived at the national hospital, Wang Lu brought Zheng Ren and the others to change their clothes.
Even Fan Tianshui and the old class monitor, Zhu Fengyu, were wearing white clothes. However, the two of them were tall, broad, and had big waists. The largest size of white clothes on them gave off a nondescript feeling.
They did not look like doctors. Instead, they looked like chefs in the kitchen.
Perhaps only by wearing camouflage makeup and disguising themselves as lawns and trees would the two of them look more harmonious.
Wang Lu was still a little shy. However, her condition had been diagnosed by more than a dozen doctors from all over the world. It was basically diagnosed as hyperthyroidism.
It was also a good thing for her to be able to solve the problem that had been difficult to talk about for a long time.
After arranging the others in the conference room, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to see the old man from the Wang family.
"Boss Zheng, I know you're quiet. The people in the family have already avoided you." Wang Lu forced herself to calm down and did not look at Zheng Ren's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"Yes."
Zheng Ren's answer was very simple, but the curiosity in his heart was already bursting.
From all the signs, whether it was Master Yan's divination or the mission given by the System, Old Mr. Wang was suffering from a disease that could be treated.
However, from the clinical data and the development of the disease, what Su Yun said was similar to the Arabian Nights. It was purely to find fault with Wang Nan.
Although there was a little bit of truth, it did not make sense.
He would know at a glance with the System panel. Zheng Ren suppressed the anticipation in his heart and quietly followed behind Wang Nan.
Wang Lu was small and exquisite, and her legs were not long. If he did not need her to lead the way, Zheng Ren would have left her behind and trotted all the way to take a look.
"Boss Zheng, thank you for treating me." As they walked, Wang Lu whispered, "This matter has troubled me for many years, so much so that I don't even dare to find a boyfriend."
"It's a small matter." Zheng Ren smiled.
"I will transfer the rest of the consultation fee to you from my pocket money this year," Wang Lu said. "It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't refuse."
"In euros, I'll give you my account number," Su Yun said without any hesitation.
"Euros?" Wang Lu was a little surprised, but she immediately said, "Okay, as you wish."
They went all the way to the ward on the top floor. As soon as they got out of the elevator, a row of people stood at the entrance. The leader was an old man in his seventies.
Looking at his bald head, he looked like Liu Zewei.
In the light, his bald head shone with a glossy sheen.
Su Yun laughed.
It was better to bring Old Liu over. It was hard to tell which light bulb was brighter standing next to this Wang Clan member.
"Uncle, this is Boss Zheng," Wang Lu introduced.
"Boss Zheng, this is my uncle. He's in charge of everything in the family."
Zheng Ren stood still and extended his hand with a smile.
He was especially afraid of a row of people bowing to him at the same time. It was no different from saying goodbye to a corpse. Zheng Ren was a little afraid of this. It might just be a little bit of everyone's little thoughts.
"Hello, Mr. Wang," Zheng Ren said with a standard fake smile.
"Boss Zheng, I've heard about you for a long time." Grandpa Wang reached out and shook Zheng Ren's hand. "I'll have to trouble you with my father's illness, Boss Zheng."
"It's hard to say," Zheng Ren said. "Medical records. The old man is old. I'm not sure if there will be a way."
"If there's nothing you can do, then it's fate." The Wang Family's First Master bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.
Although the Wang Family's First Master did not go downstairs to welcome him, his respectful attitude was full. Even Su Yun could not find anything wrong with it.
After a few polite words, he went straight to the point and walked to the ward.
Along the way, Zheng Ren briefly understood Old Master Wang's condition. In the past 24 hours, the condition had progressed rapidly.
Because of acute heart failure, he had been resuscitated three times. Although the resuscitation was successful every time, it was self-evident what it meant.
Looking at the Wang family's expression and attitude, Zheng Ren knew that they were also mentally prepared for the old man to pass away at any time.
When he arrived at the ward, Zheng Ren put on his hat and mask and walked in.
All kinds of equipment were ready, and the rescue equipment was turned on, ready to deal with the next rescue at any time.
Seven or eight doctors were like soldiers waiting to charge. They were not sleepy at all as they stared at the numbers on the instruments.
Zheng Ren came to Old Master Wang's side. The System panel was very red. It was a sign that the condition was extremely serious and his life was in danger.
Looking at the System's diagnosis … Zheng Ren's heart palpitated.
It was an unexplainable case. Zheng Ren was full of expectations.
An acute attack of chronic heart failure was ignored by Zheng Ren.
These were all the most basic diagnoses.
Next, Zheng Ren saw the diagnosis of about twenty geriatric diseases.
Mixed among them, Zheng Ren saw cobalt poisoning. Such a strange diagnosis appeared.
Cobalt was an element beneficial to plants. Appropriate amounts of cobalt could promote plant growth and improve quality. However, cobalt poisoning could occur when the soil had too high cobalt content, or when excessive cobalt was brought into the farmland due to sewage irrigation, the application of sludge, pesticides, and fertilizers.
Cobalt was once used as a foaming agent in beer. People who drank a lot of beer could cause cobalt poisoning. However, this was all a long time ago. Now, cobalt was no longer used as a foaming agent.
As an old man in his nineties and one of the richest men in Southeast Asia, Zheng Ren could not believe that he had cobalt poisoning from drinking beer.
Had Su Yun really guessed correctly?
Could it be that someone had poisoned him?!
Zheng Ren did not blindly follow and cautiously began to examine the body.
The simple and refined physical examination was extremely standard. After more than ten minutes, he walked out of the ward with a frown.
Seeing Zheng Ren's frown, Old Master Wang's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "Boss Zheng, do you think …"
"There's a problem," Zheng Ren said. "I've discussed it with my assistant. There's a problem with the old man's condition."
"Huh?" Old Master Wang was puzzled.
"It's the law of nature to be old and weak. However, it's rare to see cases with blindness and deafness in both ears as the cause. I'll look at all the old man's test reports first and then we'll talk, "Zheng Ren said with certainty.
The doctors from the national hospital brought out all the cases for Zheng Ren. Zheng Ren began to look at them one by one.
Time ticked by.
It was quiet. Everyone in the ward tried their best to breathe as little as possible, afraid that they would disturb Boss Zheng's thoughts.
Although most people did not think that he could solve the problem, there was a legendary strict teacher, Fu Jin, who said that he could extend his life by ten years. This made everyone curious and hopeful.
In the silence, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Then, the light sound of conversation and argument came in again.
Mr. Wang glanced coldly at the door. Someone behind him understood and walked out.
Soon, the argument at the door stopped. The person walked back with a cautious expression and said softly, "Master Chu Nu Ancel's junior, Song Enlai, is looking for Boss Zheng."
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