"Zheng Ren, what's the matter with you?" Shay rushed up in his pajamas, put his hands on his head and was startled.

"Fever, diarrhea, general weakness." Zheng Ren said weakly.

Xie Yi hurried to find a thermometer and put a cold towel on Zheng Ren's forehead.

A few minutes later, the thermometer was taken down. Xie Yi looked at it, 39.6 ℃!

"Go to the hospital." Shea humanitarian.

"No, just lie down for a while." Zheng Ren said, "I still have diarrhea. It's more inconvenient to go to the hospital."

Xie Yi couldn't refuse this reason. She asked with a worried face, "Zheng Ren, what medicine do you want to take?"

"I haven't figured out what the disease is." Zheng Ren said, "drink some hot water first."

Xie Yi went to boil water and gave Zheng Ren a glass of sugar water.

Blow the temperature with a spoon and send it to Zheng Ren's mouth. It's sweet. At this moment, Zheng Ren feels sick. It doesn't seem to be unbearable.

After drinking a glass of sugar water and putting his head on Yi's leg, Zheng Ren fell asleep again.

He has had countless dreams. Each dream is very short. Zheng Ren is like walking between countless time and space. But when he woke up, he couldn't remember what he dreamed of.

"What's the matter with President Zheng?" Chang Yue stood at the door, looked at Zheng Ren, put a towel on his head, and asked.

"Fever, physical cooling." Shea humanitarian.

"I asked Su Yun to get up and take him to the hospital." Chang Yue said.

"He said he was still suffering from diarrhea. It was inconvenient to go to the hospital." Xie Yi said a little sadly. Painfully, he gently slid his fingers across Zheng Ren's cheek, as if Zheng Ren could be better.

"What's inconvenient? If you listen to the patient, you don't have to do anything." Chang Yue resolutely put Zheng Ren in the column of patients.

"When I won the Nobel Prize, I was happy to get sick? People are cocky and arrogant. The boss is good. He made himself sick directly. Praise!" Su Yun didn't take it seriously at all. "Promising! More promising than rich children getting drunk late at night!"

"Don't talk about what you have and what you don't have." Chang Yue denounced unhappily: "hurry to the hospital and say that President Zheng can't drink. You have to let him drink."

"A cocktail will make you spit two mouthfuls at the top of the sky. You can't stop drinking for such a big thing. Who knows he's such a weak chicken and will be put away." Although Su Yun said so, he quickly changed his clothes.

Let Xie Yiren and Chang Yue change their clothes. He looks at Zheng Ren.

"Boss, acute gastroenteritis?" Su Yun asked.

"No." Zheng Ren said weakly, "I checked it again and didn't want to understand what it was. Go to the hospital and check it again..."

At this time, Zheng Ren is really in pain. He can't see his system panel. He is very flustered for no reason.

"What symptoms?"

"Fever, severe diarrhea without blood, no vomiting, accompanied by abdominal pain and low back pain." Zheng Rendao.

"Can you not sound strange like reporting your medical history?" Su Yun was nagging and Pondering over Zheng Ren's situation.

"I've thought about it. It's not like acute diarrhea caused by acute gastroenteritis." Zheng Ren closed his eyes and said his analysis, "go to the hospital for blood collection. I'll see the test sheet. It may be intestinal parasites, but it's unlikely."

"Don't be bullshit. The probability of acute diarrhea induced by intestinal parasites is quite low, and it is dominated by long-term chronic diarrhea and acute attack." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"There's no other reason. I thought about everything."

Su Yun picked up Zheng Ren's hand and looked carefully. No allergic symptoms were found. It is estimated that the boss was over excited, secreted too much adrenaline and glucocorticoid, and finally beat himself down.

The strongest fortress was really broken from the inside. A man like the boss, dressed in lead clothes, had nothing to do with surgery for days and nights. As a result, he fell ill directly after winning the Nobel Prize.

"Promising." Su Yun thought of this and said softly with a sneering smile.

It must be all right. Su Yun thinks so.

"I thought about what to eat and drink cocktails again, and I ate them all. There should be no problem. In the cocktails, there should be condiments with colors such as tomatoes."

"Well, it's not like a cocktail." Su Yun said, "I drank it too. I didn't see any reaction from her. Do you have a special allergic constitution?"

Zheng Ren shook his head slowly, indicating that he didn't.

Just sick, so uncomfortable, the whole person is weak and weak, and even his thinking seems to be a lot dull.

In the past, when analyzing the patient's condition, the keen intuition disappeared. Zheng Ren was almost helpless in the face of his disease.

Soon, Xie Yi and Chang Yue changed their clothes and didn't call 120 ambulance. Su Yun ran to the hospital with Zheng Ren on his back.

Zheng Ren vaguely enters the system space. The air here is fresh and Zheng Ren seems to be a little more energetic.

Across the pond, the little white fox showed a faint sneer at the corners of his mouth, as if mocking Zheng Ren's illness when he won the Nobel Prize.

Zheng Ren tried to look at his reflection in the pond like a mirror.

Without a system panel, I don't know what my disease is. It's really... Special! Is there any reason why you want others to show you when you are sick? Is there any royal law!

No wonder so many elders have to have their own surgery when they are ill. They really can't trust others.

Zheng Ren took a handful of pool water and washed his face. He felt much more sober.

It's no use thinking at this time. Do you want to use that peak skill book in diagnostics?

As soon as the idea appeared, Zheng Ren denied it.

It's more practical to use it in the surgical skill tree. It's just a fever and diarrhea like a gastrointestinal cold. You don't have to panic at all.

He sat by the pond and occasionally heard the sound outside. He was in a trance.

What germs knocked down such a good body?

Looking at the little white fox, Zheng Ren sighed and could only wait quietly for the result.

When patients go to the hospital, it should be like this. They are helpless and place all their hopes on the doctor.

Zheng Ren thought carelessly that if he met an unreliable doctor, the anger in the hearts of patients and their families would be as great as possible.

Understand each other. It's really hard to feel sick.

"Boss, wake up!"

I don't know how long later, Su Yun's voice came, some hurried, some anxious.

Zheng Ren went out of the system space and opened his eyes.

I pillow on Yi's leg. It's very soft and elastic. The faint fragrance of a girl smells.

"What's the matter?"

"Acute liver injury, acute kidney injury." Su Yun handed the test sheet to Zheng Ren and said hurriedly.

“……”

Zheng Ren's hand was numb and the whole person froze.