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Chapter 1940

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"Huh? Brother Song sent me a message, "Zheng Ren said.

"I have something to talk to you about. That's how favors are. The more you use them, the more generous they become. However, you have to know your limits." Su Yun fed Hei Zi peanuts. The guy squatted between Su Yun and Chang Yue, his eyes staring at the wine glass with bright eyes.

"Don't give Hei Zi any alcohol," Zheng Ren noticed and immediately said.

Hei Zi had a tendency to become a demon. If he could steal other people's donkeys, what else could he not do? Zheng Ren was worried that it would be difficult to deal with if it drank too much alcohol and went crazy again.

"It's fine to drink a little." Su Yun chuckled. He took a pair of chopsticks, dipped it in some wine, and brought it to Hei Zi's mouth.

A stream of crystal clear saliva hung on Hei Zi's tongue.

Zheng Ren frowned and looked at Su Yun helplessly. He stood up and called Song Ying.

"Brother Song, I haven't slept yet. I was just about to call you when the message came," Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Look at how good his attitude is when he asks for help," Su Yun said disdainfully. "The standard human face forward, not backward."

Zheng Ren pretended not to hear and went to the balcony.

"Boss Zheng, there's something wrong with the mother of one of my brothers. They did a liver CT scan at home. The doctors in this small place can't understand it. Please help me take a look."

Song Ying said.

"Oh? Then send the scan over. "

"Is it convenient at home? I'll be nearby with the scan. "

"It's fine. Come up then," Zheng Ren said. "I'm hanging up. Let's talk when we meet."

Song Ying could be said to be a little fawning. He waited downstairs with the scan in the middle of the night.

Zheng Ren knew that if he said it was nearby, it was very likely to be downstairs. He would pretend to be in a hurry while smoking a cigarette and then come up.

However, he had a good impression of Song Ying. There were very few people who Song Ying was willing to listen to at the table.

Song Ying was one of them.

Back in the living room, Su Yun asked, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Song is downstairs with the scan. He'll come up when you talk."

"Tsk tsk, Boss, you're awesome." Su Yun laughed and said, "Just in time to pull Brother Song over for a drink or two."

Zheng Ren had no interest in finding out why he was so awesome. Instead, he was looking forward to seeing the patient's case. He patiently waited for Song Ying to come up.

Just as Zheng Ren had predicted, the doorbell rang five minutes later.

Song Ying came up alone. He had a graceful demeanor, and his leg was no longer lame. It seemed that he rarely ate roasted sausages recently.

"Boss Zheng, I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night," Song Ying said like a spring breeze.

"Brother Song, don't stand on ceremony. That's what the people in the Imperial Capital say. It doesn't matter if we don't know each other that way. We're already at home, so it's too much of an outsider to call me that, "Zheng Ren said with a simple and honest smile.

The corner of Song Ying's mouth curled up. He changed his shoes and entered the house.

"Oh, are you not full yet?" Song Ying said in surprise when he saw the peanuts and iron lid Maotai on the table.

"No, I'm just craving wine. My boss is boring. He can't enjoy himself when eating, "Su Yun said." Brother Song, let's drink together? "

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Song Ying smiled and said, "But let's get down to business first. I have a radiographic film. Please help me take a look."

Zheng Ren glanced at the radiographic film. It was an ordinary CT radiographic film bag. There seemed to be some test results inside, but there were definitely not many things to check.

There were not many tests, which to a large extent meant that the condition was not serious.

"Boss Zheng, why are you looking for me?" Song Ying asked.

"I'm going back to my hometown in a few days. I want to bring two boxes of Maotai for the old chief." Zheng Ren did not stand on ceremony. He reached out and asked for the radiographic film.

As he spoke, he took out the radiographic film.

"Oh, no problem. I'll send it to the hospital tomorrow morning. Is that convenient?" Song Ying asked.

"Put it in the car, okay," Xie Yiren said. "Just contact me when the time comes."

Little Yiren spoke. Zheng Ren had no other choice. He took out the radiographic film and looked at it under the light. He was shocked.

The liver was shiny, even brighter than when it was enhanced!

Was it an error in imaging? This was Zheng Ren's first thought. However, he then looked at the surrounding tissue. It was very normal. It did not look like an error caused by the local doctor when taking the radiographic film.

If there were any artifacts or other reasons, it would not only appear in the liver.

Su Yun glanced at it.

"Huo! What kind of liver is this? Sarira? "Su Yun was surprised.

Song Ying said, "It's the mother of a little brother. She's 86 years old this year."

As soon as he introduced himself, he was interrupted by Su Yun.

"Brother Song, you look like you're less than 50 years old. Little brother? The mother is 86 years old? How old is this brother of yours? "

"Oh, he's older than me. This is not more than ten years ago, when he encountered some difficulties and helped a few small things, he would call him brother. I'm used to it, "Song Ying said with a smile.

"And then?" Zheng Ren asked.

He did not care about other things at all. There was only this shiny liver in front of him … Only Little Yiren was his core.

"The old man has been short of breath and gaining weight in the past few weeks.

This has happened many times in the past. After a few days in the hospital and some medicine, he recovered. He was hospitalized again a few weeks ago and diagnosed with decompensated heart failure. There seems to be some ventricular hypertrophy or something like that. "

Song Ying's description of the situation was different from the doctor's medical history, but it was more or less concise and comprehensive, so Zheng Ren could understand it.

"Because the liver function is poor, a plain CT scan of the liver was found."

Zheng Ren squinted at the film. The liver was abnormally bright compared to the surrounding tissues, like a light bulb, shining brightly in the film.

Strange.

Zheng Ren had seen a lot of films, especially in the System's library, where he had seen many strange films.

However, he had no impression of this kind of liver that was like a light bulb.

While he was reading the film, Su Yun picked up the film bag and began to read other information.

Hei Zi was a little dissatisfied and rubbed its head against Su Yun's leg, wanting to drink.

Chang Yue took Hei Zi's water basin and poured a few bottles of wine into it.

Song Ying's eyelids twitched. He had seen people giving wine to dogs before. However, giving a dog a Maotai with a metal lid was rare.

Ordinary rich families would not do such a thing.

Su Yun saw the slight change in Song Ying's expression and said with a smile.

"Brother Song, Hei Zi is different. We've known each other for a long time."

"Oh?"

"During the earthquake relief, he was the first rescue dog to go in. His leg was worn out, so he retired. It's only right for him to live a better life, don't you think? "Su Yun said as he read the other information.

Song Ying nodded.

"There's no need to treat the liver," Su Yun said, holding the echocardiogram report.



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