Chapter 1590

"Song Enlai, what's going on!" The king's uncle said angrily in a deep voice.

"He asked boss Zheng to take a look at master Chunu Ansai." The entourage said.

Su Yun glanced up and looked down at the film with Zheng Ren.

Uncle Wang looked back at Zheng Ren and whispered, "serve boss Zheng well. I'll have a look."

With that, he took people out.

"Boss, someone is making trouble." Su Yun whispered a reminder.

"Look here." Zheng Ren seemed to ignore the things around him. He pointed to the screen with a slightly excited tone.

This is a film after surgery three years ago.

After hip arthroplasty, there was no problem in reexamination, and the operation was quite successful.

However, there was a faint density change at a position on the inside of the shameneck curve of the hip joint.

"Boss, this is a film three years ago." Su Yun was puzzled and asked, "is it meaningful to see it now?"

"What you said is not like senile disease, but like poisoning." Zheng Rendao.

The air in the operation room of the whole ward was stagnant when the words "poisoning" were said.

Uncle Wang's men and the doctors of the National Hospital looked at each other with a cautious expression on their faces.

Big family, poison, the old man will die

Those who know the truth must die silently one by one in the future.

A doctor on duty turned pale. His Chinese was not good. He only understood the general meaning of the communication between Zheng Ren and Su Yun. He whispered to the people next to him, "does boss Zheng mean poisoning?"

The doctor next to him pretended to be all right, walked into the ward and began to record the ventilator values that had been recorded for a long time.

It's like Zheng Ren is carrying a plague. If you stay away from him, you can live.

"Boss, I'm kidding. Are you serious?" Su Yun said helplessly.

"No joke, look here." Zheng Ren points his finger on the screen.

"This is..." Su Yun noticed that the position density behind the curve side of the shameful neck was indeed wrong, but it seemed nothing. He hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "is it the surgical scar on the local body tissue after the operation?"

"No!" Zheng Ren said, "here..."

Just now, the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang.

A middle-aged man about 1.64m tall broke in. His skin was dark, his face was fierce, and his eyes looked at the operation room like a poisonous snake.

Uncle Wang covered his face and followed angrily, but he didn't dare to say a word. It seems that he was slapped.

"Are you boss Zheng, as master Yan said?" The man asked in half unfamiliar Chinese.

Su Yun looked up and saw the middle-aged fierce man. His arm muscles stiffened, and then he stood up slowly.

Zheng Ren frowns. There's just a little eyebrow on this face. Who's going to bother?

Looking back, seeing the dark and cruel man, Zheng Ren asked, "I am. Who are you?"

"I'm song en, the younger martial brother of Chunu Ansai." Song en smiled grimly and said, "see my senior brother first."

Zheng Ren shrugged and narrowed his eyes.

Like Su Yun, he stood up slowly, blocked his right hand with his body, and quietly touched a pen on the table.

But at the same time, he touched the other hand.

Like Su Yun, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. The public security here is really chaotic. Is it difficult to go out with a scalpel in the future?

A lancet costs $233. That's too high.

Zheng Ren thought of a mess in his mind, but he had a habitual fake smile on his face and said, "if you see a doctor, please come in order. This is the rule."

"Rule your mother..." Song en scolded behind him.

At the beginning of swearing, song en raised his hand and the man's words stopped immediately.

"Boss Zheng, I want to be polite." Song en said slowly, "he..."

With that, song en pointed his hand at old Mr. Wang in the ward.

"Don't worry. My senior brother, if you go later, you may die."

The voice of song En is cold and damp, like a poisonous snake, which makes people shudder.

"Of course, it's polite to ask the doctor to see a doctor. That's what my senior brother said. But I don't think so. If you make me unhappy, I'll make you even more unhappy."

Zheng Ren's eyebrows are twisted into a ball, and his toes are pinching the ground in his shoes, like a cheetah, ready to explode at any time.

"You're not the only ones here." Songen smiled, the cold and damp breath was making, and Zheng Ren's body was slightly cold.

"Sambert banchamonk has invited your friends. You can choose for yourself." Song en stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips.

"Who is sambert banchamonk?" Zheng Ren stared at Song en and asked Su Yun in a low voice.

"Looks like the Muay Thai underground champion." The expression on Su Yun's face was so clear that the usual joking laziness disappeared without a trace. He held the ball pen in his right hand and hid behind him.

Zheng Ren kept his right foot on the ground and rubbed forward 25.2cm. The distance between his feet was the most suitable distance for him.

The crack of ATP high-energy phosphate bond crackled in my ear.

He is angry, but anger can't solve the problem.

"Mr. Song en, it's not necessary." Zheng Ren wore a mask of fake smile on his face, slowly closed his fingers one by one and held them into a fist.

"It's necessary, or you..." Song en said, and there was a commotion at the door.

The banging sound made a few dull hum. Zheng Ren felt that the walls of the ward began to tremble.

"You, get out of the way." Fan Tianshui's voice came from the door.

0.35 seconds later, there was another loud noise.

Fan Tianshui dragged a man in his left hand and walked in steadily.

Song en was stunned and quickly dodged.

Before he could escape, he was slapped by fan Tianshui at the position of the carotid sinus. The whole person directly pasted on the wall and made a clearer sound.

The king's uncle looked silly.

Is this a human Tyrannosaurus Rex?

"Mr. Zheng, a guy went to show off his strength. I didn't dare to do it. What do you think?" Fan Tianshui threw the man dragged by his left hand onto the ground of the operation room.

"Dong ~" sound.

The system panel was bright red. In a moment, Zheng Ren saw the diagnosis of more than a dozen fractures.

It's not heavy yet?

What would it be like if you had a heavy hand?

"Are we all right?" Zheng Ren asked hurriedly where he would lock up the life and death of sambert banchamonk lying on the ground.

"Er... It's all right. When he came in, the old monitor and I were knocked down. He also said that it was unfair to beat one of the two." Fan Tianshui scratched his head and said foolishly and thickly.

Zheng Ren was relieved.

Mistakenly, I came with fan Tianshui and Zhu Fengyu. I didn't expect it to have such a great effect. His luck was really good, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

But it's not over!

He smiled, came to song en, squatted in front of him and asked gently, "if you want to make me unhappy, I will make you more unhappy, really."