This result is no different from Zheng Ren's imagination.

He didn't persuade the patient. Since it was the patient's decision, let's do it. Some things can't be forced. The more you do, the more wrong you say.

"Then wait a minute. I'll write communication and call you when I'm finished." Chang Yue said.

Chang Yue said a word with the training doctor. They went to the doctor's office of the community hospital.

Zheng Ren knew that she was worried for fear of any mistakes in the medical record. In addition, enough audio-visual data should be left under video surveillance to avoid being bitten afterwards.

When he came to the doctor's office, Zheng Ren sat in a corner and quietly watched Chang Yue and advanced medicine go through the formalities.

For patients who should not give up but want to give up, Zheng Renjian has more opinions.

This kind of thing is staged in the hospital every day. When Zheng Ren decided to go to Xinglin garden for live broadcasting, it was to reduce such things a little.

Within their ability, try to reduce the number of people or things who give up treatment because of money.

In a sense, the patients we meet today are different from before.

The patient himself has lost the courage and hope to continue to live, and the whole life has come to an end for him.

No country for old age? Zheng Ren thought of the word, but then it spread in his mind. No matter what adjective it is, it's the same. He doesn't want to think about it anymore.

Just try your best. If you think too much, it's easy to change.

Write the medical record, repeatedly correct the items signed by the patient's family members, adjust the video monitoring and synchronous audio recording, and get ready. Chang Yuecai called all three relatives of the patient.

She explained the situation first. This kind of thing is relatively special and the formalities are a little cumbersome.

However, the families of the three patients were very happy, and the faces of the patient's eldest daughter and little three were filled with uncontrollable joy.

Chang Yue worried that the procedures were cumbersome, and the unhappy things of the patient's family did not appear. She printed the signed manuscript in triplicate and everyone looked at it.

In response to the doubts, Chang Yue explained them one by one. Then he took the inkpad and went to the ward to ask the patient to sign and decide to give up. Then the three family members present signed one by one and pressed their fingerprints.

For doctors, there are almost no hidden dangers.

But Zheng Ren looked at the bright red fingerprints on the consent form for automatic discharge. Instead of feeling relieved, he felt a faint sense of disappointment.

"Boss, how did you get here?" Su Yun walked in with a smile. "The fifth edition of surgery is not enough for you to read?"

Zheng Ren saw Su Yun with a spring face and shook his head and smiled.

"What's this? I look gloomy. Did I have a medical accident when I wasn't in the hospital all day? Besides, I didn't go to the hospital just now." Su Yun breathed, his black hair floating on his forehead.

"No." Zheng Ren briefly talked about the patient just now.

While chatting, the patient's family borrowed a wheelchair and pushed the patient out of the ward. Su Yun waved to the patient without a trace of sadness.

"You look very happy. Is there a message from the intraoperative navigation system?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Are you still crying when you are unhappy?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "don't be too common in the hospital. Why is your psychological quality so poor? Besides, your brother has lived enough in his life. There's nothing to regret."

"Don't believe it. People have gone through the sea and seen through the world of mortals." Su Yun said with a smile: "otherwise he would have money in his hand, find a lawyer, a nanny and an escort, and still be able to live for a while. I understand his feelings. It's too lonely. That's what the world of mortals is about."

Zheng Ren smiled and didn't speak.

"What are you doing back?" Chang Yue asked.

"If you say that, I can't come back?"

"Speak well." Chang Yue gave Su Yun a cold look, and the index finger of his right hand pushed the glasses leg on the bridge of his nose.

"I just heard Xiaocao say that a broadcaster ate a pile of things and broke his stomach. I went to see an operation. Then I thought of the preliminaries of the world stomach King competition. We didn't have a live broadcast. A friend of mine brought me the video data." Su Yun said with a smile.

"What's good about that?" Zheng Ren doubts that he can't get to the point that Su Yun likes at all.

"Life! Boss, life!" Su Yun raised his arms, made an exaggerated move and said, "can you love life a little?"

"Very much loved, big stomach King's competition... Who's the champion again?"

"Kobayashi and chesnett! Natural enemies, lifelong opponents!" Su yundao.

"Oh, I remember." Zheng Ren was not interested in this kind of fragment information, and said slightly indifferently.

"Be interested."

"No, it's said that the stomachs of big stomach kings can support 66 times, which is harmful to the body." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"See how they eat. What if they encounter patients with related gastric rupture in the future?" Su Yun took Zheng Renhe and Chang Yue to the classroom.

"Here, I'll look for the mail." Su Yun turns on the computer. This time, he uses the Demonstration Classroom of the community hospital not for consultation or teaching, but to watch the excitement.

Zheng Ren looked at the busy Su Yun, unable to laugh or cry.

"Big stomach king, I saw a video at station B. I ate 10 barrels of Turkey noodles in 16 minutes." Chang Yue said from his seat.

"Well, I know that, MI Zijun, the king of big stomach." Su Yun said, "it's different from what we see today. Mizuki Jun is still human. What we see is non-human."

He paused.

"Just like the boss, human surgery can reach my level at most. And the boss has no effort to reach this level. There are such non-human in the world competition." Su Yun said casually.

"You won't find inspiration." Zheng Ren asked.

"How? No need." Su Yun said, "although you are a dragon and become an academic bully in the medical industry, there will always be dragon slaughtering warriors who will bravely stand up to fight you, such as me."

Zheng Ren smiled. Su Yun's metaphor was extremely inappropriate. Even if you are a dragon, you can't defeat yourself just by Su Yun's own strength.

"All right." Su Yun finds the video and clicks play.

The classroom in the community hospital was built by Lin Jiao with a lot of money. The effect of watching the video is much better than that at home.

"66 times? Really?" Chang Yue doesn't believe it.

"I've seen the live program of the island country. Meng Zi, an idol artist, is the champion of the part-time big stomach King competition for 15-17 years." Seeing the interview in front of the video, Su Yun was not in a hurry, so he chatted with Chang Yue.

"Can idol artists still be big stomach kings?"

"Of course, a variety show recorded her eating a small cup of buckwheat noodles." Su Yun said, "that buckwheat noodle shop is often eaten by people. They are all big stomach kings. Women eat 30-50 bowls and men eat 80-100 bowls. Without this number, they don't dare to show up."

"Where's Mengzi?"

"900 bowls!"