Su Yun had an expression of 'I knew it'.
"Boss, aren't you tired?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "You flew all the way here just to see a patient with chorea?"
"I'll just take a look. If I meet him in the future, isn't this all clinical experience?" Zheng Ren did not care. As he spoke, he came to the place where the hospital deposit was paid, stated the patient's ward, bed number, and name, and stuffed the kraft paper folder in.
With the deposit ticket, Zheng Ren went to the ward again.
It was already late at night, and the corridor of the ward was full of patients. Although Class Three Grade A hospitals were not allowed to add beds, the rules were still rules.
They were not allowed to add beds, but they were not allowed to shirk patients. This was not allowed, and that was not allowed. It was really not easy to be a doctor. In short, everyone in this group was a scapegoat. It was just a matter of who had to bear more and who had to bear less.
There were two family members of the patient on night watch in the ward. Seeing Zheng Ren come in, the patient's family member who was awake was stunned for a moment. He immediately recognized that this was the professor from Imperial Capital.
What was he doing here? The patient's family member was a little puzzled.
"Chief Li gave me the money and I paid the hospitalization fee," Zheng Ren said. "Here's the deposit ticket. Keep it well."
"Professor Zheng, you …"
"The patient is asleep. Don't disturb his sleep." Zheng Ren stuffed the deposit ticket into the hands of the patient's family member and turned to leave.
Watching the young figure leave, the patient's son was a little stunned.
"Second Brother, who's here?"
"Professor Zheng from Imperial Capital."
The one who was sleeping on the bed became a little more awake and asked in surprise, "Didn't Professor Zheng come to see our dad once? Why is he here again?"
"Chief Li gave him the money. He paid the hospitalization fee and sent it over again." After the patient's son finished speaking, he found it a little funny.
Was it not right to give red packets? Why did someone refuse it? However, this' joke 'did not go through his mind. Once he thought about it, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end.
"Brother, do you think Professor Zheng thinks his skills are not good enough and does not dare to accept it?"
"Uh … He does look a little young, but Chief Li said that he is very good at surgery. And I also asked, generally no one dares to do a live broadcast of surgery. If he does it, he will lose face in the future. "
"Business flattery. Don't you understand?" The patient's youngest son, who was lying on the bed, sat up carefully and said, "Let's go out and talk. Our dad finally fell asleep."
The two of them carefully glanced at the old man. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, they tiptoed out.
"In my opinion, this Professor Zheng doesn't look reliable."
"Don't say that. After all, he was recommended by Director Li."
"But didn't Chief Li say that he was a doctor from the interventional department? Our father's illness belongs to the general surgery department. Besides, he didn't even dare to accept the money. Don't you think he has a guilty conscience? Livestream? The moment I hear the word 'livestream', he doesn't sound like a proper doctor. "
"Uh …"
"Let's talk to the director of Jinling Cancer Hospital. Call him over and we can discuss this. I thought he was too young to be reliable. This guy doesn't even dare to accept money. What do you think, Second Brother? "
"Then call Big Brother over. The three of us can discuss it together."
"My classmate is at Jinling Cancer Hospital. If you want to make a decision, make it quick. It's already late, don't disturb people's sleep."
"But is this appropriate? Director Li's side …"
"I don't care what you think, but I don't think our father should be practicing for others. We must find the best doctor to perform the surgery!"
"Alright."
…
…
Zheng Ren did not know what was happening. He walked out of the ward and followed the signs on the floor to the emergency department.
Zheng Ren wondered what the emergency department was like here, whether there were many patients, and whether the emergency department was strong or not.
As he walked along the emergency department's corridor, Zheng Ren smelled the familiar scent of disinfectant. Whether it was a ward or an emergency department, there were all kinds of smells.
The most frightening thing was the strong smell of alcohol. This had nothing to do with Zheng Ren's alcoholism. The main reason was that a large amount of alcohol was used when disposing of a deceased body.
If there was a strong smell of alcohol, it meant that another life had left this world.
The emergency department was quiet, unlike what Zheng Ren had imagined. It seemed that tonight was a good night. Everyone was quiet. Where was the patient with chorea? Zheng Ren looked around but could not find him.
"Do you want to call Chief Li and ask?" Su Yun asked.
"No need. He's probably gone for a checkup," Zheng Ren said. "We'll talk about it later. This disease isn't too urgent. We don't know how long it will take."
A doctor was leaning against the door of the consultation room, talking to a patient. Zheng Ren glanced at it and saw that it was the internal medicine consultation room.
No, in that case, he would probably be empty-handed tonight. He glanced at the patient's diagnosis and pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between the doctor and the patient.
"What did you eat?" the doctor asked lazily.
"A mango."
"What else did you eat?"
"A mango."
Zheng Ren heard the strange conversation and took a closer look curiously. There was nothing wrong with the patient's System panel.
There were many patients who came to see the doctor in the middle of the night, all of them on a whim.
"How many mangoes did you eat? How old is it? "The doctor looked at the patient from the corner of his eye and asked.
"Six mangoes," the patient said. "This big."
She gestured.
"You'll be fine after a good night's sleep at home," the emergency doctor said impatiently. "Give me the registration ticket. I'll stamp it and refund you."
"Doctor, am I really okay?" the young female patient asked worriedly.
"Why did you eat so many mangoes for no reason? Anyone else would feel uncomfortable after eating so many mangoes in one go, "the emergency physician said with a look of disgust.
However, the patient did not say anything. She took the registration ticket and left.
He then glanced at Zheng Ren and asked, "What's wrong with you? Internal medicine or surgery? "
"I'm fine. I'm looking for someone."
"The psychiatry department isn't open at night. It'll open tomorrow morning," the physician said casually.
"…"
Zheng Ren was inexplicably rebuked, but he was not angry. Instead, he smiled slightly.
Everyone had bad tempers. Who knew if the doctor in front of him always spoke like this or if he was angry in the middle of the night?
However, with Su Yun by his side, Zheng Ren was already used to this way of speaking.
Someone pushed a wheelchair back from behind. The patient was sitting in the wheelchair. He was young and held a stack of test results in his hand.
Zheng Ren glanced at the System panel. It was influenza. It was nothing.
The emergency physician waved his hand, unwilling to take a step forward. When the patient was pushed over, he took the test results, glanced at them, and said, "There's no medicine for this disease."
"Wow …" The patient in the wheelchair was slightly at a loss when she heard this. After a few seconds of silence, she burst into tears.
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