Chapter 2307

I knew Su Yun's face would be like this.

"Boss, are you tired?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "I flew all the way here to see a patient with chorea?"

"If you encounter it, take a look. In case you encounter it later, isn't it all clinical experience?" Zheng Ren didn't care. He came to the place where he paid the hospitalization deposit, explained the patient's ward, bed number and name, and stuffed the kraft paper file bag in.

With the deposit ticket, Zheng Ren went to the ward again.

It was late at night, and the corridor of the ward was full of patients. Although extra beds are not allowed in class III hospitals, the regulations are only regulations after all.

No extra beds and no prevarication. Neither can this nor that. Doctors are really hard to do. In short, this group itself is all a role of carrying the pot, but who carries more and who carries less.

In the ward, there were two patients' families on vigil. When Zheng Ren came in, the awake patients' families were stunned. He immediately recognized that this was the professor in the imperial capital.

What's he doing here? The patient's family members have some doubts.

"Director Li gave me the money and I paid the hospitalization fee." Zheng Ren said, "here is the deposit ticket. Keep it."

"Professor Zheng, you..."

"The patient is asleep. Don't disturb him." Zheng Ren put the deposit ticket into the hands of the patient's family and turned to leave.

Looking at the young figure left, the patient's son was a little stunned.

"Second brother, who's here?"

"Professor Zheng of the imperial capital."

The one who was sleeping in bed was a little more energetic and asked in surprise, "Professor Zheng came to see our father once. Why did he come again?"

"Director Li gave him the money. He paid the hospitalization fee and sent it back." After the patient's son finished, he felt a little funny.

It's not right to give red envelopes. Why don't others want them. Just this "joke" without thinking, once he thought deeply, he suddenly felt creepy.

"Brother, you said it wouldn't be Professor Zheng. He thinks his level is not good and doesn't dare to accept it."

"Er... It looks a little younger, but director Li said that other people's surgery is very good. Moreover, I also asked that no one dares to do live surgery. If he does it, he will have no face to be a man in the future."

"You don't understand that business blows each other?" The little son of the patient lying in bed carefully did it and said, "go out and say that our father finally fell asleep."

They took a careful look at the old man, saw that he was sleeping soundly, and crept out.

"If I say this Professor Zheng looks unreliable."

"Don't say that. After all, director Li recommended it."

"But director Li didn't say he was a doctor in the intervention department at that time. My father was a general foreigner's disease. Besides, he didn't even dare to collect money. Do you think he was guilty? Live broadcast, it doesn't sound like a serious doctor."

"Er..."

"You'd better find the director of Jinling cancer hospital and call the eldest brother. Let's discuss it. I thought he was too young and unreliable. This guy didn't dare to accept the money. Do you think it's OK, second brother?"

"Then call brother and we'll discuss it together."

"My classmate is in Jinling cancer hospital. If you want to make a decision, it's early. What time is it? Don't delay people's sleep."

"But is this appropriate, director Li's side..."

"No matter what you think, I don't think our father can practice for others. We must find the most powerful doctor for surgery!"

"All right."

……

……

Zheng Ren didn't know what happened. He walked out of the ward and walked all the way to the emergency department according to the signs on the ground.

I don't know what the emergency department is like, how many patients there are, and whether the power of emergency first aid is strong or not, Zheng Ren wondered in his heart.

Walking in the corridor of the emergency department, Zheng Ren smelled the taste of disinfectant, so familiar. Whether it's a ward or an emergency, there will be all kinds of flavors.

What I fear most is the strong smell of alcohol, which has nothing to do with Zheng Ren's non drinking. It's mainly that a large amount of alcohol should be used when someone dies for body treatment.

If there is a strong taste of alcohol, it means that another life has left the world.

The emergency department is a little clean, which is different from Zheng Ren's imagination. It seems that tonight is a good night. Everyone is very calm. Where are the patients with chorea? Zheng Rendong looked around and couldn't find it.

"Do you want to call director Li to ask?" Su Yun asked.

"No, I guess I went for an examination." Zheng Ren said, "let's talk about it later. It's not too urgent. It's not sure how long it will take."

A doctor leaned against the door of the consulting room and was talking to a patient. Zheng Ren glanced at the internal medicine consulting room.

No, if you think so, you should be empty tonight. He looked at the diagnosis of the patient and listened to the dialogue between the doctor and the patient.

"What did you eat?" The doctor asked lazily

"A mango."

"What else did you eat?"

"And a mango."

Zheng Ren heard the wonderful dialogue and took a curious look. There was no problem with the patient system panel.

There are many people who come to see a doctor in the middle of the night. They are all on a whim.

"How many mangoes did you eat? How big?" The doctor raised a corner of his eye, looked at the patient and asked.

"Six mangoes." The patient said, "it's so big."

She made a gesture.

"When you're full, just go home and sleep." The doctor in the emergency department said impatiently, "give me the registration ticket and I'll stamp it back for you."

"Doctor, am I really all right?" The young female patient asked with some worry.

"You said you had nothing to do with eating so many mangoes. It's uncomfortable for anyone to eat so many mangoes at one go." The emergency physician looked disgusted and didn't speak very well.

But the patient didn't say anything and left with a registered ticket.

He then glanced at Zheng Ren and asked, "what's wrong with you? Internal medicine and surgery?"

"I'm fine. Come and find someone."

"Psychiatry is not open at night. It's early tomorrow morning." The physician said casually.

“……”

Zheng Ren was wronged for some reason, but he was not angry and smiled.

Everyone has a bad temper. Who knows whether the doctor always talks like this or because he gets up in the middle of the night and doesn't talk well.

But there is Su Yun around. Zheng Ren has long been used to this way of speaking.

Someone came back with a wheelchair behind him. The patient was sitting in a wheelchair. He was not old and held a stack of test sheets in his hand.

Zheng Ren took a glance at the system panel, what's wrong with the flu.

The emergency physician waved and didn't want to go any further. When the patient pushed over, he took the test sheet, looked at it and said, "there is no medicine for your disease."

"Wow..." the patient in the wheelchair was a little confused when he said so. After a few seconds of silence, he burst into tears.