What's going on? "Zheng Ren asked.
The first-aid doctor had a strange expression on his face as he walked quickly toward Zheng Ren.
The System panel on the upper right corner of Zheng Ren's vision was pale green. Everything was fine. What was going on?
"Chief Zheng, this group of people had an argument with the waiter in the bathroom and started fighting." The first-aid doctor wanted to laugh, but if he did, he would be looking for trouble for himself.
He held back his laughter and reported to Zheng Ren, "There's only one serious case. The ambulance from the People's Hospital arrived early and took it away. The rest aren't that big of a deal. I packed eight of them in the car. "
Soon after, the other car also came back with eight middle-aged men.
Their clothes were all over the place. Some of them even wore a towel and a pair of pants in the middle of winter.
What the f * ck!
Zheng Ren was distressed. If there was frostbite, whose fault was it?
"Why didn't you ask them to put on their clothes?" Zheng Ren's tone was slightly harsh.
"Chief Zheng, the waiter in the bathroom was forcefully pulled away. We didn't dare to delay for too long. If we take too long, it won't be easy to explain if we fight again," the first-aid doctor complained, feeling wronged.
Zheng Ren nodded and said, "Contact the bathhouse and ask them to send clothes over. If they're afraid of losing their money, tell them that if someone gets frostbite, they'll take full responsibility! "
After that, Zheng Ren brought the patients to the consultation room and began to help the surgeon on duty examine their bodies and write out forms.
As soon as he arrived at the consultation room, he heard a burst of sorrowful cries.
"It's not that we can't beat them, it's just that we're wearing slippers. If we use too much strength, we'll fall. There's really no way to fight." One of the big brothers was crying sadly as he recounted his experience of losing. "They wore shoes with non-slip soles. Tell me, how do you want to beat them?"
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
Going for a bath in the middle of the day, with a dozen or twenty people fighting with a waiter, it was really weird. Perhaps it was because there were too many people, and one of the waiters didn't take good care of them, and someone's mouth was not clean, so the two sides quarreled.
As for fighting, the waiters in the bathhouse were all young men in their twenties, all of them full of vigor and vigor. Also, it was normal to wear non-slip shoes when working there. The floor was wet, and there were all kinds of bath foam on it. It was indeed impossible to fight.
However, this big brother was too aggrieved. He actually cried in the emergency department.
Zheng Ren felt helpless.
Under such circumstances, it would be unacceptable to have too few checks. No matter what kind of discomfort it was, it had to be checked. Otherwise, there would be trouble in a few days.
Perhaps in a few days, there would be trouble.
They couldn't beat the waiters, but it was possible that they could vent their anger on the hospital.
Although Department Chief Kong was experienced and knowledgeable, he had rarely seen such a strange thing. At this moment, he had drunk some alcohol and was in a relaxed mood. He pretended to be a patient's family member in the corridor and looked around to understand the overall situation of Sea City General Hospital's emergency department.
This batch of patients was being treated. A young man who looked like a supervisor came to the emergency department with more than ten young men.
Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that the two groups would engage in another bloody battle in the emergency department.
Every one of them was strong and strong. When dozens of people fought in a chaotic battle, it was normal to kill or cripple one or two people.
He glanced around and saw Fan Tianshui standing at the entrance of the surgical consultation room with a rubber baton in his hand.
Although the baton was meant to scare people, it felt different when Fan Tianshui held it in his hand.
Zheng Ren was relieved.
The foreman came to the emergency surgery consultation room. Unexpectedly, he did not have any intention of making a move. He first looked around as if he was looking for someone. Then, his gaze fixed on Zheng Ren.
After Zheng Ren finished dealing with the patients, he walked into the consultation room, bowed slightly, and asked politely, "Excuse me, you must be Chief Zheng."
Zheng Ren nodded. He did not know what was going on.
"Brother Six specifically told me not to cause trouble in the emergency department of Sea City General Hospital. Chief Zheng, is it convenient for you to do so here? "the foreman asked.
"Let's talk about something. What's wrong?" Zheng Ren ignored the foreman's gaze and asked calmly.
When the foreman saw this, he knew that Zheng Ren did not want his money. There was no other way. He could only do business.
"Since you've instructed us, we'll do as you say," the foreman said. "We brought some clothes that we don't want. Let's make do with them first. Their clothes are all sealed up. There's a video, so we're not afraid of losing them. "
Zheng Ren nodded. He began to admire this young man's competence.
"What's your surname?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Chief Zheng, you're too polite. My surname is Zhao. You can call me Little Zhao, "the foreman said with a smile. The foreman said with a smile, "I'll take them to pay for the inspection. You can just send an escort to show the way."
Oh, he even thought of that?
Could it be that he was going to take this group of people away and beat them up again?
Zheng Ren immediately smiled. He was thinking too much. After that period of hot-bloodedness, it was the time to commit a crime of passion. Who would beat people to death? They were all ordinary people, not professional special forces like Fan Tianshui.
"Okay, talk to them well," Zheng Ren instructed.
"Don't worry," the foreman said with a smile. The foreman said with a smile, "If I don't do a good job, I'll pack up tomorrow and go back to my hometown from Sea City with my tail between my legs. I really don't have the face to stay in Sea City. "
In any case, the implicit flattery made Zheng Ren feel especially comfortable.
This young man was an expert, Zheng Ren judged.
"Alright, you guys can go." It was only then that Zheng Ren stood up and extended his hand.
The foreman had a gentle and unflattering smile on his face, making people feel a sense of closeness. He shook hands with Zheng Ren and left his contact information. He said that if there was any movement on the other side, he would contact Zheng Ren.
Watching them leave, Zheng Ren shook his head and walked out of the consultation room.
"Chief Zheng, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you're spending your energy on this?" Department Chief Kong complained.
Zheng Ren smiled honestly and did not argue with Department Chief Kong.
In fact, Department Chief Kong was right. Compared to TIPS surgery, this kind of trivial matter was not worth mentioning at all.
Zheng Ren was just about to call Department Chief Kong to the emergency ward to sit for a while when he heard a shrill cry coming from the corridor.
"Doctor, help!"
His heart rate instantly went up to 120 beats per minute.
Zheng Ren did not have time to talk to Department Chief Kong. He quickly ran to the door of the emergency resuscitation room.
In the corridor, a group of people rushed over. At the front was a strong man covered in grease, carrying a person on his back.
Because of the strong man, Zheng Ren could not see the patient's System panel clearly. He quickly pointed at the emergency resuscitation room and said, "Here!"
The group of people rushed to the emergency resuscitation room and placed the person on their backs on the bed.
There was no blood, no color, not even breathing.
The diagnosis was — rib fracture, sternum fracture, heart contusion, and pericardial tamponade. The handwriting was very blurry, as if it was about to disappear into the background of the white System panel.
Zheng Ren rushed forward and pushed away the big man who had carried the patient. As he tore the patient's clothes, he shouted, "How did you get injured?!"
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