"Huh?!" Zheng Ren suddenly stood up.
"ICU, MD!" Su Yun cursed fiercely, and his anger could be felt through the phone.
"What do you do for food!" Zheng Ren cursed rarely, "Is Chang Yue okay?"
"It's okay." Su Yun said angrily.
"I'll be there right away." Zheng Ren then hung up the phone.
"Old Liu, I'll go up and take a look. You stay and look after the house." After Zheng Ren said that, he had already rushed out.
After leaving the door, Zheng Ren calmed down. He did not take the fire escape and climbed to the ICU. Although climbing more than ten floors is not a problem for him, after all, he is a man who has to carry dozens of kilograms of lead clothing for three days and three nights of surgery, and his body is ridiculously strong.
Rushing forward like this will only cause more intense conflicts instead of solving the problem, Zheng Ren knew. It's better to calm down and think about what happened. Chang Yue was fine, Su Yun was still there, and Zheng Ren couldn't control the others for the time being.
There are many people waiting for the elevator.
The bustling world is noisy and full of life. Zheng Ren gradually calmed down, recalled a series of things, and felt that the only person who might take action against Director Zhang was the patient's father.
Director Zhang tried to perform surgery, but the patient's father didn't think so. This is the most reasonable explanation.
When we got on the elevator, it was crowded with people, and the elevator room was filled with the smell of sweat. Although it was noisy, Zheng Ren gradually calmed down amidst the popularity.
Arriving at the ICU, Zheng Ren saw that the corridor was crowded with people.
Security guards were maintaining order, and the crowd was packed to the brim. Zheng Ren was also helpless and didn't know where these passers-by came from. It's an ingrained habit, even in hospitals. Wherever there is excitement, they come faster than the real owner.
Relying on his physical strength, Zheng Ren squeezed in directly.
Avoid the elderly, Zheng Ren doesn't want anything to happen again. This day-to-day life is already worrying enough.
The security was maintaining a fragile peace. Director Zhang was sitting on the chair in the explanation room, covering his head with his hands, and blood was flowing out from his fingers.
Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura spread out.
Su Yun stood in front of Chang Yue, and Chang Yue grabbed his arm, trying to prevent him from rushing past.
"Director Zhang, how are you?" Zheng Ren quickly strode over and asked in a deep voice. There was nothing wrong with the system panel. The diagnosis was head trauma and probably skin trauma.
"It's okay, it was just a touch and a skin injury." Director Zhang Lin said.
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The fortune teller I hired from my family said it was..." Su Yun glared at the person opposite him angrily. Zheng Ren followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was a little thin, but he seemed to have an air of immortality.
There is a red spot on the wrist, like a butterfly, which is a bit beautiful. If they hadn't seen it on such an occasion, anyone would have taken a second look.
The fingers are a little pale, bloodless. This kind of white color gives people the illusion of being full of yin energy.
"That's him. He said something was wrong with the family and his two sons couldn't be saved. If he was forced to guarantor, the whole family would be in bad luck in the future. In the end, the family would be ruined and there would be no place to bury him." Su Yun said coldly.
Zheng Ren looked at the "master". The system panel showed a medium red color, with a strange diagnosis of autoimmune insulin receptor disease marked on it.
This disease... He was frantically searching for relevant information in his mind.
"Then what?" Zheng Ren asked while thinking about his condition.
At this time, he had no intention of curing his illness. The clay figurine was still earth-tempered and honest and honest like Zheng Ren. This time, he was angered.
"Master? That little doctor is the master." A man with a beard said proudly in the crowd watching the excitement.
"That's a doctor, not a master." Someone next to him retorted.
"What do you know? I brought my wife to see a doctor. She even knew what was wrong with her before. I didn't say a word. Anyway, you believe it or not, but I believe it." The bearded man has become Zheng Ren's little fan. He said angrily.
The man in his thirties was wearing common clothes and had a dusty look on his face. After hearing what the bearded man said, his face tightened slightly, then he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "May I ask what your surname is?"
"Did you hit me?" Zheng Ren asked sternly.
"No." The man said with a smile. His voice was pleasant and his appearance was quite good. "This is all fate. If you try to interfere, there will be..."
"You deserve to tell me your fate!" Zheng Ren roared, buzzing like a thunder. The people around him were startled, and many people's faces suddenly turned white.
Zheng Ren took a step forward. Although he was not a soldier, the military spirit he had learned during the earthquake relief work burst out like a mountain.
"You're going to die on the streets, do you know that? Do you still have the nerve to talk about destiny here?" Zheng Ren shouted.
"You..." The man was startled for a moment. Zheng Ren was wearing white clothes, his body was like a mountain, and his aura was formidable. I originally expected him to reason or come up to fight, but none of this happened, and he actually said that he was going to die!
The man's fingers were pale and slightly trembling, and he raised them and pointed at Zheng Ren.
Suddenly his fingers turned from pale to bright red, and his whole body began to twitch and tremble, and then he fell to the ground convulsing non-stop.
"Look, look, what did I say?" The crowd of people around were dumbfounded, and the bearded man said proudly, "Boss Zheng is the master, what did I say? That man must have been tricked by something." If you dare to provoke the master if you have something on your body, aren’t you seeking death? Just scream it out and do it!”
"Uh..." The people around him could say a few words just now, but now they couldn't say a word and stared blankly.
Su Yun also stood behind Zheng Ren in astonishment. His white clothes were half unbuttoned, and he looked like he was ready to tear them off at any time and rush to fight. Although there were many people on the other side, Su Yun was not afraid.
Is this Zhuge Liang scolding Wang Situ to death
The boss said these two words, why did he fall down? Let’s touch it.
Chang Yue was also stunned, her big eyelids behind her glasses kept clicking, and she looked confused.
The patient's father suddenly panicked.
Originally he believed in what this "master" said, but why did he fall down after being scolded by this young doctor
The sound is a bit loud, but not that much.
He also heard the voices of mostly bearded people in the crowd next to him, and he felt very uneasy.
I'm afraid that the master I'm looking for is a fake, and being touched by something dirty is real, and being restrained by someone is...
Don’t you feel that you have sinned against a certain heavenly master
In just a moment, he was sweating. He was trembling and wanted to step forward to speak. He accidentally stumbled and knelt on one knee in front of Zheng Ren.