The voice of the obstetrics resident general came out on the phone, filled with anxiety and... despair
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then said: "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."
"What's going on?" Su Yun also woke up and asked.
"I don't know, let's go take a look." Zheng Ren grabbed his white clothes, put them on him, and walked out quickly.
Su Yun followed Zheng Ren silently, without saying a word, as if he was a ghost.
He quickly arrived at the obstetrics department. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Zheng Ren heard a chaotic noise.
His heart tightened, and his intuition told Zheng Ren that this was a medical incident.
In a hospital, no matter how careful you are, you will always encounter medical trouble.
As the old saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet.
But once he encounters this situation, Zheng Ren's blood pressure still rises, his heart beats faster, and he directly enters a state of stress.
"Who asked you to perform the surgery? Do you have the consent of your family members?"
"The hospital is making crazy money! One operation costs more than 7,000 yuan. Are you trying to steal money?"
"This bastard doctor, looking at Wen Wen Jingjing, also got into Qian's eyes."
Among the countless dirty words, Zheng Ren instantly understood what was going on.
He walked in among the not-so-dense crowd, and the eyes he looked at were full of malice.
"Ding dong~~~" the system task prompt sounded.
Urgent task: The distortion of human nature or the second stage of moral decay.
Mission content: Survive the twisted malice, and keep the sunshine in your heart from being invaded by the darkness.
Mission reward: Passive ability, luck +2.
Mission time: 24 hours.
Uh... There really is a second stage to the distortion of human nature or moral decay.
"Mr. Zheng, you're here!" The resident in the obstetrics department was forced into a corner, lonely and helpless. At first sight of Zheng Ren, his heart seemed to have support. He leaned against the wall, squatted down, hugged his knees and cried bitterly.
"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.
"They were the family members of the mother who just gave birth. About an hour after the operation, someone came to inquire. I thought the family members were raising money, so I told him the truth. I didn't expect so many people to come... "
When the obstetrician resident always talks about what happened, he is not as shrewd and capable as when reporting the medical history.
The words were messy, but Zheng Ren immediately understood what happened.
This is just a group of professional doctors making trouble, the kind with certificates.
Looking back, under the pale incandescent light, there are many figures and ghosts.
It was as if this was not the human world, but the Shura Hell.
Zheng Ren blocked the obstetrics resident manager behind him, forced out a smile, and wanted to say something, but there was nothing to say at all.
Even Chang Yuezai, who has full talent points in negotiation and chatting, would not be able to convince them.
Su Yun, on the other hand, had been following him. But at this time, Zheng Ren could not find his delicate figure.
This guy is really quick to see an opportunity, but it's okay, it's better for one person to suffer than for two people.
"Boy, who are you?" A middle-aged man with a snarky look on his face and half of the tattoos on his neck walked up to Zheng Ren and bared his big yellow teeth.
"I'm a doctor who performs surgery. If you have any questions, you can ask me." Zheng Ren's heart was beating a drum. The warm and sunny world in his dream had long been shattered into countless pieces and extinguished.
"Are you brave?" The man with the yellow tooth tattoo took out a pack of cigarettes from his body. Someone behind him took out a lighter with a certain men's department printed on it and lit the cigarette.
Zheng Ren wanted to say that smoking is prohibited in the hospital, but... is it useful
"Man, we took him away." The man with the big yellow tooth tattoo said: "I didn't plan for surgery at first. It was just a minor problem, but you actually spent 10,000 yuan. Brother, do you think this is reasonable?"
"The blood transfusion is estimated to have cost more than 3,000 yuan. The cost of the operation has been saved as much as possible." Zheng Ren argued weakly.
As soon as he said this, there was a commotion in the crowd behind him.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Zheng Ren's heart. Did Su Yun go to the hospital security guard? Although the security guys are also miserable people, they don't dare to rush up at the critical moment. But after all, there is strength in numbers, and the opponent's momentum may be suppressed and not be so arrogant.
Soon, a man in a suit and ties came over.
Even in the darkest hour of the morning, his hair was still shiny, and he didn't know what brand of hair wax it was. The suit is meticulous and straight, making people awe-inspiring.
"Reporter Wei, this side." The person leading the way was not Su Yun, but another tattooed man.
When Zheng Ren heard that he was a reporter, his mind was buzzing.
These days, those who control public opinion are the uncrowned kings.
Back then, a reporter took tea water as a urine sample for examination and was diagnosed with a urinary tract infection. This matter was mentioned by reporters and caused a sensation.
How can ordinary melon eaters understand the secret? With a hint of direction in the master's writing, the emotions of the crowd burst out.
Basically no one reads what is written in it. The key words are tea, urine sample, accident, and infection.
If tea is used as a urine sample, there must be bacteria in it. What can be diagnosed without diagnosing urinary tract infection
But it was such a ridiculous case that caused a major earthquake in the hospital. The doctor involved was revoked of his professional qualifications, and it kicked off the era of medical trouble...
The reporter, on the other hand, got promoted and made a fortune because of the big news.
Zheng Ren was a little confused. If the little ruffian made trouble, he might just get beaten. But in front of reporters, it was obvious that there was someone behind the scenes, and it would not be as "light" as a beating.
It's too bad, I don't even have the qualifications to practice...
Zheng Ren didn't dare to think about it anymore and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Wei Feng, I'm a reporter from Haicheng Metropolis Daily." Wei Feng walked up to Zheng Ren, and the smell of hair wax wafted over first.
"..." Zheng Ren sighed inwardly and fell silent.
"I received a call from the hotline and said something happened here. I came to see what happened." Wei Feng's tone was very calm, but his expression was serious, as if he was a judge, sitting high up, trying Zheng Ren, a heinous criminal.
"Tell me about the situation." Wei Feng seemed to be quite satisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude. He was an old doctor and didn't get angry all of a sudden. However, this seems to require more methods, and it is not a difficult problem, it just consumes more time.
When he thought about performance, sales, and the glory of exposing the dark side of society that could be recorded on his resume, Wei Feng smiled.
"The situation is very simple." Zheng Ren thought about it carefully and briefly described the matter carefully, speaking very slowly.
"That means you did the surgery without the family's consent, right?" Wei Feng held a notebook and pen in his hand and quickly took notes.
"All the family members ran away. I didn't see the family members during the rescue!" The resident of the obstetrics department heard a hint of malice in Wei Feng's words and argued feebly.
"Yeah, I got it." Wei Feng had no intention of recording these words. He turned the pen upside down in his hand and tapped the notebook rhythmically.
"As the title goes, is it better to ask an unscrupulous doctor to perform a forced operation, or is it better to send an endangered mother from a poor family to the hospital for treatment, incurring sky-high medical expenses, and destroying her family?" He looked at Zheng Renhe, the chief resident of the obstetrics department, and murmured in his mouth. The pen tapped on the notebook, and the thumping sound in Zheng Ren's ears grew louder and louder, like a drumbeat.
"You can't do this!" Tears fell from the eyes of the obstetrics resident general.