"Boss, it looks like Meige syndrome, but how did it come about? Do you think it's original? "Su Yun whispered in Zheng Ren's ear.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren slowly shook his head. "I also think it's Meige syndrome. If we can't find the cause, then we can only temporarily consider it a primary lesion. There's no good way to deal with it."
Bu Ruotian stood at the side. When he heard Zheng Ren's words, he sighed softly. "Doctor Zheng, I won't disturb you anymore."
As he spoke, he stood up and cupped his fists. The secretary beside him packed up the radiographic films. She was very gentle and polite.
"Goodbye." Bu Ruotian finally turned around and left.
After he left, Zheng Ren looked at his figure and was a little puzzled.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren felt that Bu Ruotian's situation was a little strange, so he sighed and said softly, "Forget it. Some diseases can't be cured."
Strange. Zheng Ren sighed.
Zheng Ren frowned and pondered. Gao Shaojie was waiting for Zheng Ren to finish looking at the patient before continuing to explain the surgery. However, when he saw Boss Zheng pondering the condition with a straight face, he did not disturb him. Instead, he began to write the medical records.
Old Liu was right. The biggest job in the 912 was not to wear a lead apron that weighed dozens of kilograms for surgery, but to write medical records as a junior doctor.
However, his surgical skills had improved almost visibly, so Gao Shaojie did not think that doing some work was very hard.
"Don't think about it, boss." Su Yun patted Zheng Ren's shoulder. "It's just Meige syndrome. It's not like it's Lou Gehrig's disease. It's fine if you don't want to live."
Zheng Ren pondered about Bu Ruotian's situation, but he did not have any cause. It was probably a primary disease. Just as Su Yun said, it was not a fatal disease. Moreover, Bu Ruotian's condition seemed to be relatively light. It was just that the recurrence was a little more severe.
Forget it. In the end, Zheng Ren could only attribute the matter to this word.
There were always things in life that he did not understand. It was the same even if he had a cheat code. Zheng Ren comforted himself.
"We're going out for a drink tonight. Are you coming?" Su Yun finally stopped nagging and directly stated his intention.
"The medical team?"
"Up to you. No matter who it is, we're going out to eat and drink!" Su Yun said. "It's just work every day. That's not how a medical team leader should be. Be careful that someone might develop a mental illness. "
Zheng Ren smiled. He returned to his familiar seat and read the fifth edition of the surgery textbook.
After work, Su Yun prepared to go out for dinner and contacted Song Ying.
The two of them were already very familiar with each other. Although it was not to the extent of teasing each other with grilled sausages, Zheng Ren did not object to having a meal together.
When he arrived at the Tang Song Restaurant, Zheng Ren recalled the first time he came here with Chief Chu. Time passed really quickly.
"Long time no see, Boss Zheng." Song Ying smiled as he led Zheng Ren to the private room on the top floor.
Song Ying and Su Yun had already ordered the menu, and Su Yun had even asked for everyone's opinion in the medical team's group chat. As for what it was, Zheng Ren did not read through the hundreds or even thousands of chat records.
With the Chu sisters and Yiren around, there was no way to read the chat history.
Zheng Ren felt that it was a waste of time. Anyway, he did not care. He just needed to follow them out and be a mascot.
They chatted casually. With Song Ying and Su Yun around, the atmosphere was not quiet. The medical team members were relaxed, chatting and laughing, completely forgetting about the headaches in the department.
Zheng Ren saw everyone happy. Although he could not blend in, he was very happy.
However, his happiness was slightly different from the others. He looked slightly strange. Although there was a smile on his face, he looked out of place.
[They said to write a love song …]
On the other side, Su Yun was busy drinking. Bottles of Maotai with iron lids were placed on the edge of the table. The smell alone was enough to make Zheng Ren drunk. At that moment, his phone rang.
Zheng Ren took out his phone and hesitated for a moment.
"Who is it?" Su Yun asked eagerly.
"Bu Li."
As he spoke, Zheng Ren answered the phone.
"Miss Bu, hello."
"Uh … Is it important? Which hospital are you in? "
"Okay, I got it. We're at the Tang Song Restaurant, the private room on the top floor. You can tell the front desk. "
After that, Zheng Ren hung up.
"Huh? Why does it feel so strange? "Su Yun was relatively sober despite not drinking much.
"Something happened to Bu Ruotian," Zheng Ren said in a low voice.
"Seriously ill?"
"No, he's been detained."
Su Yun was shocked.
He could not imagine the richest man in Sea City being detained. Was it drunk driving or something else?
When he saw Song Ying looking at him inquiringly, Su Yun said, "One of the boss's former patients, a real estate developer in Sea City. He probably has some money."
The smile on Song Ying's face did not change.
To him, the richest man in a small city like Sea City could not be that rich.
"I can't open my eyelids recently. I suspect it's Meige syndrome. However, he left before I could say how to treat it. I can listen to him speak, but his temper is a little strange compared to before. " Su Yun told him what he knew about Bu Ruotian, then looked at Zheng Ren. "Why was he detained?"
"I heard it was domestic violence," Zheng Ren said.
"Brother Song, do rich people like you have bad tempers?" Su Yun asked with a smile.
"I don't think so." Song Ying shook his head. "The first batch of rich people more or less had to touch water, so it's normal for them to have a bad temper. But now … there's no need for domestic violence. "
Both Zheng Ren and Su Yun understood what he meant when he said to be soaked in some water.
"That Mr. Bu?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise. "He's a skinny old man who had a pancreaticoduodenectomy last year. Does he have the strength to commit domestic violence?"
"I heard he did. He also said that he beat him up quite badly and sent him to the emergency department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University."
"Oh, then what does Bu Li mean?" Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren shook his head.
Bail him out? It might have been possible ten or twenty years ago. If they wanted to bail him out now, they would not go to a lawyer but a doctor. Would that not be asking for directions from the blind?
Who knew? They would wait until Bu Li arrived.
The atmosphere was a little awkward, but not because of Zheng Ren. This guy always acted as if he did not exist during meals. Su Yun was a little absent-minded, and the atmosphere changed slightly.
After nearly an hour, Bu Li was sent in by the waiter. She was dressed in a black professional suit and looked smart and capable.
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked directly when he saw Bu Li.
"Chief Zheng, something happened to my father," Bu Li said with a sullen face.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
