Chapter 1308

"My eldest brother has been unhappy since that ten years ago. He never followed us when we went out." Song Ying said, paused for a moment, smiled bitterly and said, "it's my boss who worshipped the handle in those years. His temper is a little strange. Don't care, boss Zheng."

"Manager song, I have a bad word to say." Su Yun said, "forget it. It's strange."

"Dr. Su, please rest assured that what I said must be true." Song Ying said, "our brothers are also curious. Why does the boss have sexually transmitted diseases?"

Zheng Ren ponders.

"The boss refused to go to the hospital for examination. When the other brothers heard about me, they thought boss Zheng was a miracle doctor, so they urged me to ask boss Zheng. They are all antiques. Boss Zheng, thank you." Song Ying said politely.

Su Yun disdained it, but he didn't show it.

He looked around, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer, opened it and drank, "manager song, catch up with the iron covered Maotai with a bottle of ice on the car."

"...." Song Ying knew it was a joke, but he couldn't attack it.

It's not a doctor's attitude to ask for medicine. If you were a doctor, you might have to complain.

However, he still holds a glimmer of hope for Zheng Ren. Otherwise, once such a private thing is known by the boss, it may be cut off.

He didn't answer Su Yun's words, but looked at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren's head was slightly lowered and looked at the test sheets in his hand, as if flowers were engraved on them.

After five minutes of silence, Su Yun drank two cans of beer.

"Manager song..." Zheng Ren said suddenly.

"Boss Zheng, if I don't see the outside world, I'll ask you. How about calling me brother? The manager shouted. I didn't see the outside world." Song Ying said with a smile.

"Brother song, can I have a look at the patient himself?" Zheng Ren asked seriously.

"..." Song Ying was silent.

"Then you know all about him." Zheng Ren asked.

"Basic understanding."

"Do you have oral ulcer? It happens at least four or five times a year. It happens repeatedly and is difficult to cure." Zheng Ren asked tentatively.

Su Yun's eyes narrowed and stared at Zheng Ren through his black hair in front of his forehead.

"This... I'm not sure." Song Ying shook his head.

For a moment, Song Ying felt ashamed of Haosheng.

Originally, I wanted to know everything about myself, but boss Zheng opened his mouth and asked himself.

With two mouths up and down, Song Ying didn't think about the Yellow accent of driving. Sitting in the car, Zheng Ren looks so solemn and stable like a mountain.

Su Yun relaxed and continued to drink.

"In this way, I don't know much about the patient. Brother song, ask about the situation first. Don't worry. It's been two years, not so few days." Zheng Ren considered it carefully and continued: "if you have time, use the needle of sterile No. 20 needle or smaller syringe to stab into the skin obliquely, and see the situation after 24 ~ 48 hours."

Song Ying did not question, but carefully remembered.

"If you don't want to see a doctor or nurse, take a picture for me." Zheng Rendao.

"Do you doubt..." Song Ying asked hopefully.

"Without any medical history and seeing the patient, you don't show timidity." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "first ask if there is oral ulcer, and then prick it with a needle to see the situation."

"Are there any other instructions?" Song Ying asked carefully.

"No, do these two first. I'll see if my guess is right."

"OK." Song Ying agreed without hesitation.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to the golden palm and sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the door of the unit. Song Ying got on the bus again and didn't go home.

"The patient is estimated to have mental illness and should go to the psychiatric department. Why did you ask him to do acupuncture experiments?" Su Yun muttered dissatisfied.

"I can't say that." Zheng Ren patted him on the shoulder and said, "didn't brother song say that after such a big thing, the emotional change is always acceptable. He didn't touch a woman, but he got sick. Who can stand it?"

"Maybe..." Su Yun said, laughing.

Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "don't think about it. Life is not as messy as you think."

"Do you suspect Behcet's syndrome?" Su Yun suddenly turned and asked.

"Well, usually you think of Behcet's disease in this situation. Don't worry about it first. When you ask about the situation of oral ulcer and the results of acupuncture experiment, you can understand 70 or 80 percent." Zheng Ren said, pressing the elevator.

"Boss, your kindness is well disguised." Su Yun whistled and said.

"That's right." Zheng Ren ignored him.

Go upstairs and open the door. Zheng Ren sees Xie Yi watering the flowers. Sunspot squatted beside her, stretched out his tongue and wagged his tail.

Zheng Ren Khan.

I forgot to clean the flowers these days.

"Yi Ren, you're back so fast." Zheng Ren said hello awkwardly.

"Zheng Ren, you go and sneak the sunspot." Little Yi arranged work with a smile.

"OK." Zheng Ren walked over with a traction rope, put it on the sunspot and glanced at it.

The soil in the flowerpot has been arched up, and the flower roots below seem to be a mess.

Is this a radiated rose? Or are roses like that?

Unfortunately, I came back late. If only I could go down for a walk with little Yi. Zheng Ren is still remembering things in the afternoon. As soon as he thinks about it, his heart beats.

"Boss, what are you thinking?" Su Yun asked.

"No, why don't you go down and take the sunspot around?"

"I'm going to wash and sleep. By the way, Peng Jia is coming back. I'm going to quarrel with several vice presidents of Xinglin garden in the afternoon. It's really tiring." Su Yun gasped.

"Why?"

"It's not for the live broadcast." Su Yun said: "in fact, if you want me to say, from a commercial point of view, the live broadcast is over. But the live broadcast of tips surgery still has to be done. The matter of opening a map is far from over."

"So?"

"Uncle Ning said that the first batch of bioelectric EMG prosthetics had been sent to the provincial hospital. It costs a lot of money. You really don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive."

Zheng Ren waved and didn't bother to listen to Su Yun.

But he didn't go out. He squatted on the ground with sunspots and waited for the Xie people.

Little Yi turned back and saw Zheng Ren squatting and sunspot squatting. He burst into laughter.

"Let's go. Let's go together." Xie Yi washed his hands. Then he and Zheng Ren went down to take the sunspot for a walk.

They had a tacit understanding and didn't mention the afternoon. Zheng Ren lightly talked about the complications caused by Lin Jiaojiao's face beauty, plastic surgery and liposuction.

He vaguely remembered that the little Iraqi had Lin Jiaojiao's wechat for fear that the Iraqi would do some wechat.

What if I don't recognize it when I get home?