"Boss, Sister Lin doesn't seem to have a cerebellar problem," Su Yun said as they went downstairs.
"Well, I don't think so. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big deviation in the finger-to-nose test. "
"Rotational exercise test, knee and shin test, mapping test, Angbai test, and what else?" Su Yun listed a bunch of tests to be done.
"There's no need to do so much," Zheng Ren said. "The finger-to-nose test is positive, and the deviation is so big. It's more likely that it's deep sensory dysplasia."
"Oh, when did you start being so arbitrary?"
"It's just a judgment. I haven't seen Sister Lin yet, so I'm just saying."
The two of them went downstairs. Su Yun habitually took out his phone and started to drive.
"Actually, it's not slow to run," Zheng Ren suggested.
"Boss, you're a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital. Can you be more shameless?" Su Yun retorted.
"…"
"According to what you said, it might be cerebrovascular disease, alcohol poisoning, spinal cord compression, tumors, metastases, or something," Su Yun said as he drove.
"The possibility of a tumor is not high," Zheng Ren said casually. "I think the possibility of alcohol poisoning is still there."
"You can't be prejudiced against drinking because of your personal preferences," Su Yun said disdainfully. "Do you want me to talk about the possibility of smoking causing lung cancer?"
"Then why are you still smoking?"
"Uh … This driver today is interesting!" Su Yun held his phone. The light shone on his face, and his smile looked a little evil.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren leaned over and looked at the chat history on Su Yun's phone.
[Sorry, I'm eating chicken. You can call another car.]
Zheng Ren sighed.
Su Yun sneered. "I don't believe it."
His hands moved at full speed, and a message was sent in an instant.
[Do you believe that I'll complain about you immediately?]
"Is there any use in complaining?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It depends on the strength. I've never complained about anyone. It's not easy for everyone. It's just that this guy is too playful. He came out in the middle of the night to eat chicken. "As he spoke, Su Yun thought of something and laughed.
From the looks of it, he was just threatening and did not really want to do anything.
"Do you think that his wife is too strict at home, so he used the excuse of running to earn money to find a secluded place to eat chicken?"
What Su Yun said seemed possible, but Zheng Ren did not quite understand.
After ten seconds, there was only silence on the other side.
"Look, you're scared, right? I'll definitely be here soon," Su Yun said proudly.
"There's no need. It's better to change cars. There's no point in delaying people's fun," Zheng Ren said.
"You're really good at playing the role of a good man. Your acting skills are superb, and you're worthy of the Best Actor award. The Golden Horse is meaningless. Go get the Golden Rooster, or Cannes, "Su Yun said disdainfully.
Zheng Ren felt that he was acting as himself, but he was not in the mood to retort.
What exactly was wrong with Lin Jiaojiao?
Please don't let something happen to her brain. How old was she?
A few seconds later, a message arrived.
[File a complaint or call the police.]
If the driver were to throw it out forcefully, he would be able to smash the dog.
Su Yun was stunned.
Zheng Ren smiled. It was rare to see Su Yun suffer such a setback. However, there was nothing to fuss about now. He was in a hurry to go to the hospital, so he would forget about this small matter in a while.
"Let's go. It's not far." Zheng Ren pulled Su Yun and walked quickly to the hospital.
Su Yun was not angry. Instead, he laughed out loud. "This brother is interesting. If I didn't go to see a doctor, I would definitely find him and kill him."
"If you have that time, why don't you practice surgery?"
"I'm already very strong. I'm so strong that I don't have friends."
"Stronger than me?"
"You're not human. There's no comparison," Su Yun nagged. The two of them walked to the 912.
Along the way, he analyzed several possibilities. In the end, he thought that the possibility of a cerebral infarction was higher.
At Lin Jiaojiao's age, she actually had a cerebral infarction. Her luck was indeed not very good.
When they arrived at the emergency department, Lin Jiaojiao had not arrived yet. The corridor was empty. It seemed that tonight would be a relatively quiet night.
In the professional terms of the emergency department doctors, it was called the quiet dawn here. The more it was like this, the more nervous they were. Perhaps a major emergency treatment would come soon.
"Take a look at Chief Zhou." Su Yun smiled and walked directly to the door of Zhou Litao's duty room. He knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Chief Zhou, open the door!" Su Yun said.
"Brother Yun, why are you here in the middle of the night?" Zhou Litao quickly opened the door. He held his phone in his hand and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"Are you chatting with your girlfriend?" Su Yun smelled the scent of hormones and said with a smile.
"Yes, my classmate introduced me to her. I followed your instructions and mainly embodied the 912's brand. Needless to say, it's quite useful. "The freckles on Zhou Litao's face were about to fly up.
Su Yun looked down and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Chief Zhou, are you courting death?" he asked helplessly.
"Huh? What's wrong? "Zhou Litao asked in surprise.
"Don't move. It's just this chat page. Do you mind taking a look? I've already seen it anyway. I just want the boss to see how you're courting death, "Su Yun said.
Zhou Litao was puzzled. Brother Yun had just glanced at it and he saw clearly what he was saying? This gaze was indeed worthy of being a person who could perform microsurgery.
Although he was a little embarrassed, Zhou Litao was eager to learn, so he still handed the phone to Su Yun.
"Boss, take a look. What is courting death." Su Yun covered his forehead and pressed down the black hair on his forehead.
Zheng Ren was also very curious and came over to take a look.
[My mom said that my face is round again and I look fat.]
[You don't look fat in the photo. I think it's quite good. Moreover, you're 1.65 meters tall and less than 50 kilograms. You're very thin, okay?]
[But a round face makes you look fat.]
[No, no. With your figure, your appendix will pop out with one cut. It's especially great.]
'Huh? No problem, 'Zheng Ren thought to himself.
It turned out that it was the kind of figure where the appendix would pop out with one cut. There was no fat, so it was easier to open the skin. There were also very few complications of fat liquefaction.
Seeing Zheng Ren's calm expression, Su Yun moved his hand down and directly covered his eyes.
"It's really tragic. My eyes are so hot that I can't open them."
"There's no problem." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Chief Zhou, have a good chat with your girlfriend. I have high hopes for you."
"I have high hopes. There definitely won't be a next time!" Su Yun said while pretending to be in pain.
"Brother Yun, are you saying that I shouldn't have made the last joke?" Zhou Litao asked doubtfully.
"That's not a joke. Do you think you're Jack the Ripper? You're creepy and scary. It's definitely not a joke! "Su Yun opened his hand and made a very exaggerated gesture.
He imitated Jack the Ripper to perfection.
At that moment, the sound of the first-aid ambulance was heard, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps in the emergency corridor. Although it was hurried, it was not fast and was a little staggering.
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