Is Chang Yue going back? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Su Yun, are you going to drink tonight? You still have to work in the afternoon. "Chang Yue rarely spoke to Su Yun with a tone of discussion.
Su Yun tilted his head, thought for a moment, and sighed. Seeing that everyone had no appetite to eat, he stood up to pay the bill.
Although it had nothing to do with him, he would definitely be very listless when he encountered such a thing.
The four of them walked back in silence. Zheng Ren was reflecting on his recent progress in work. Although the fundamental purpose was to treat patients and save people, the current medical environment in the Imperial Capital was fundamentally different from the earthquake relief at the frontline.
When he walked through the door, the troublemakers did not disperse. Instead, they were in full swing.
Zheng Ren looked at the sea of onlookers and sighed. There was no one in the pediatrics department now. Many hospitals had closed the pediatric emergency department. Could it be that all the hospitals had to be closed?
At this moment, a woman hurriedly brushed past Zheng Ren and accidentally bumped into him.
Zheng Ren was strong, so it was nothing. The woman staggered and almost fell.
"Are you okay?" Zheng Ren asked quickly.
"I'm fine. I'm sorry." The woman apologized anxiously and ran forward again.
She looked to be in her forties. There were white strands at her temples and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She wore very ordinary clothes. Although there were no patches, it was obvious that they were old clothes, although they were very clean.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to watch the show? "Su Yun nagged softly.
At the entrance of the 912 emergency department, a woman in her thirties stood there with a little boy who was eleven or twelve years old, as if they were waiting for someone. The woman held the little boy's hand and looked at the emergency pediatrics department.
The woman who bumped into Zheng Ren came in front of the two of them and kept bowing and apologizing.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised. He saw the woman grab the little boy's hand, slap his butt twice, and drag him out of the hospital.
Zheng Ren felt that something was wrong, so he walked over.
"You don't study hard and only know how to pretend to be sick every day!" The woman who bumped into Zheng Ren said angrily, "This time, you've caused trouble for the teacher again. What do you want? If you can't do it, then quit school. If you don't want to go, then don't study! "
"Wang Dong's mother, don't be like this. The child still needs to be educated." The woman with the child seemed to be a teacher, or perhaps a form teacher. She had brought the child to see a doctor.
"Sorry to trouble you, Teacher Zhu." Wang Dong's mother apologized profusely.
"Then I'll leave first. I still have classes in the afternoon." Mr. Zhu jogged away.
Wang Dong's mother pinched Wang Dong's ear harshly. The little boy grimaced and almost cried.
"Cry! You still have the cheek to cry! "Wang Dong's mother pretended to scold him fiercely, but her eyes were glistening with tears.
She tugged hard on Wang Dong's arm, trying to drag him away.
Zheng Ren looked around and roughly understood what had happened. He immediately walked over.
"Boss, where are you going?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
"I'll go take a look."
"She's lecturing her child. Why are you meddling in her business?" Su Yun was puzzled.
"There's something wrong with that child. He's not pretending to be sick."
"…" Su Yun was stunned.
"Look, there's a red angiokeratoma on his ear," Zheng Ren said as he walked.
"When did your eyesight become so good? Besides, wasn't angiokeratoma very normal? Hmm? Could it be angiokeratoma syndrome? "Su Yun asked.
"No." As he spoke, Zheng Ren had already walked in front of the woman and said politely, "Excuse me, do you want to bring the child back?"
"Huh?" Wang Dong's mother was stunned for a moment. Seeing that it was Zheng Ren, she was a little afraid. She asked in a low voice, "Did I hurt you? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor? I don't have money … "
Zheng Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"No, I'm fine. What's wrong with your child?" Zheng Ren asked.
"He doesn't want to go to school every day. He always says that his whole body hurts and wants to come to the hospital. I took him to other hospitals to see him and took an X-ray. They all said that he was fine. I also took the X-ray and found someone to look at it. They also said that he was fine. "As Wang Dong's mother spoke, she felt sad and touched her eyes.
The little boy named Wang Dong looked up at his mother. Suddenly, he frowned and covered his leg. "It hurts here. It really hurts."
"Did you see it at the 912?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Mr. Zhu brought him here. There are many patients here, so Mr. Zhu called me. Pretend to be sick. When we get home, I'll let you pretend to be sick! "Wang Dong's mother had an angry but distressed expression on her face. It made people feel a little sad.
"Little brother, what's your name?" Zheng Ren looked at the little boy and bent down to ask.
"Wang Dong."
Wang Dong's mother had a vigilant look on her face. She pulled the child behind her, supported Wang Dong with both hands, and moved him out bit by bit.
It seemed that she treated Zheng Ren as a bad person.
"I'm a doctor from the 912 …" Zheng Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry as he explained, "I saw that there was something wrong with his ear, so I wanted to ask."
"Huh?" Wang Dong's mother immediately saw Su Yun, Xie Yiren, and Chang Yue coming over. They did not look like bad people, so she was slightly relieved.
"Ear? What's wrong with your ear? "She took a look and did not notice the small keratoma on her ear.
The keratoma was very small. It protruded from the surface of the body by only a few millimeters. It was red and could not be seen at all if one did not look carefully. Even if one looked carefully, one would not think that there was anything wrong with it.
Zheng Ren tried his best to squeeze out a smile. Not far away, there was an uproar in the medical dispute. His smile looked so forced.
"Wang Dong, when do you hurt?" Zheng Ren tried his best to ask gently to avoid provoking Wang Dong and his mother.
If he really called the police and said that he was trying to abduct a child, he would become a joke.
"Uncle, my arms and legs often hurt, especially after running. I just had physical education class, and the pain was unbearable, "Wang Dong said timidly. "I'm not pretending to be sick. I'm really not pretending to be sick. I want to have physical education class …"
"Have you been in pain since you were young?" Zheng Ren asked again.
"It was fine when I was young, but it's getting more and more painful. Now, I don't even dare to exercise. I'm so envious that they can play football. "Wang Dong finally found someone who did not say that he was pretending to be sick. He tried his best to pour out his grievances.
"Can I see the child?" Zheng Ren looked at Wang Dong's mother and tried his best to smile gently. However, he immediately thought that it was better to let Su Yun do this kind of thing. The bruises on his face had not completely healed. If he smiled, he would probably look more like a bad person.
"Are you a doctor from the 912?" Wang Dong's mother looked at Zheng Ren warily and then at the crowd of people who were causing trouble in the emergency pediatrics department.
"Boss, if you want to talk about your habit of causing trouble for no reason, it's really unsightly." Su Yun stood at the back and carefully looked at Wang Dong. He did not see any problems. Moreover, Wang Dong's mother obviously did not trust Zheng Ren, so she rebuked him.
"Fabry disease is very rare. If you don't believe me, I suggest you go in and find a doctor from the 912 to take a look. Then, you'll know after a check-up." Zheng Ren was not angry. He still explained, "The earlier the diagnosis, the earlier the treatment. It won't be a big deal."
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