"There's no point in calling him here. I'm here to see you, 912!" The man's tone became more serious.
The purpose was so clear, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.
"What kind of medicine are you taking?" Lin Ge said gently without panicking after seeing many people.
"It doesn't matter what kind of medicine you take." The man also smiled slightly and began to reason with Director Lin.
"First of all, I think the medicine provided by the hospital is fake. It is not absorbed by the gastrointestinal tract at all, and this medicine is too fake." The man crossed his legs and said confidently: "For this matter, I think we should talk to The clinicians have nothing to do with it, the problem lies with your hospital."
Director Lin did not speak or explain directly, but listened quietly.
"Secondly, I don't know yet whether this batch of counterfeit medicines will cause other damage to the body. If there are any problems, I reserve the right to sue 912 Hospital."
"Third, it is still unknown how widely this batch of counterfeit medicines have been circulated and how many people have been affected. I think this is a social and group case."
This person probably thought about it at home, and when he spoke out one, two, or three points, he was not targeting a certain doctor, but directly facing the 912 hospital.
He even expanded the matter in the end and described it as a group incident.
What are hospitals afraid of
Isn’t it a group incident
If it really gets louder, I'm afraid Vice President Yuan won't be able to suppress it. Dean Yan has to come forward, and when the joint responsibility comes down, everyone will have to take the lead.
"You have finished speaking." Ringer did not panic as the middle-aged man imagined. Even his eyes did not change, he was still so gentle.
He looked into Lin Ge's eyes, trying to find a flaw in them. Even if there is only a trace of fear, it is enough.
However, he didn't find it.
"Can I know what drugs you are taking? Only in this way can we continue to communicate." Ringer said.
The voice was not loud and gentle, like chatting with friends.
Zheng Ren smiled slightly. From Lin Ge's perspective, he must have been used to this kind of patients and was prepared.
What an old fool.
However, it is precisely because of this that the clinic maintains normal operations. Otherwise, receiving complaints every day will take up most of the time and energy on the clinical side.
The middle-aged man was a little surprised and threw Wang Zha directly. Why didn't he panic
He kept staring into Ringer's eyes.
However, I still couldn't find a trace of fear or avoidance.
No way, the middle-aged man thought to himself. I consulted a lawyer after discovering undigested medicine in my stool yesterday.
The lawyer told him with certainty that there must be something wrong here, and the hospital had a great responsibility.
With the lawyer's answer, he was very happy.
912, a large tertiary hospital like this, will not have fake drugs. There is no problem with your own safety.
As for the rest, it depends on the "sincerity" of 912.
Because he was so sure, he didn't even bring a lawyer with him. After all, they definitely don't want to publicize this kind of hospital's losses.
If you have made it clear that you will take the money and leave, why should you ask a lawyer to split the money
At this time, when he saw Lin Ge's expression, he felt a little regretful.
Unexpectedly, 912 has raised a bunch of litigators...
Things seem to be a little troublesome, and I am careless. The middle-aged man lowered his crossed legs, put his hands on his chest, and looked at Ringer seriously.
Is he really not afraid of causing a group incident? No way, he must be bluffing.
"Some drugs will not be metabolized." Ringer said lightly.
However, before he could continue, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said angrily: "If you have this attitude, we don't need to talk."
Just as he was about to pick up the medicine, Ringer waved his hand and said with a smile: "Please sit down, let's talk calmly, don't be angry, anger will hurt your health. When you reach middle age, you should put some wolfberry in your drinking water." .”
As he spoke, he picked up his water glass and took a sip of hot water.
The middle-aged man was startled.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me. The medical office has video surveillance. Now we are cracking down on gangsters and instigating people who don't know the truth to cause trouble. Things will be difficult to handle." Lin Ge said with a slight smile.
Zheng Ren was also very emotional.
Normally, Ringer doesn't stand out at all. He is a chubby middle-aged man, the kind of person you wouldn't find in a crowd. I didn't expect that when faced with disputes, he would be so calm, reasonable and restrained.
With a smile on his face, Su Yun sat eating melon and watching the fun.
The middle-aged man looked up at the corner of the wall. The two cameras recorded everything that was happening now.
After seeing the camera, he became quiet.
The middle-aged man thought for a while, sat down again, and said calmly: "It's obvious. At least the drug was completely excreted by me, which means that it was not absorbed enough and it was a problem with the drug."
After speaking, he stared into Ringer's eyes and asked, "Isn't it?"
"You have to understand the situation first before talking." Ringer smiled slightly and said: "What kind of medicine are you taking, and why do you notice that it is excreted with the feces?"
The middle-aged man was a little angry.
Is he implying that he is a pervert who looks over his shoulder after defecating every day? !
But what Ringer just said was on the verge of making people explode, but it didn't go over the line.
The middle-aged man wanted to have an attack, but he always felt that something was wrong.
In addition, Ringer also said before that there is a lot of buzz about cracking down on organized crime and eradicating evil... Forget it, let's be reasonable first.
"The medicine is nifedipine controlled-release tablets prescribed in your hospital. I have saved the receipts and medicines and did not bring them." The middle-aged man calmed down and spoke in an orderly manner.
Lin Ge still didn't speak, looking at him with a smile.
"I had hot pot the day before yesterday and had diarrhea. When I was flushing the water, I looked back and saw the pills." The man said calmly.
Zheng Ren could feel the suppressed anger in his heart.
The medical office also has a way of dealing with patients who have disputes - have a big quarrel first.
After all, we have different positions and opinions. Let the complaining patients and their families vent their anger first, and then everyone can sit down and talk calmly.
Of course, how to deal with problems depends on adaptability.
As soon as Zheng Ren heard the name of the medicine mentioned by the patient, he felt confident.
"That's right." Lin Ge took another sip of water slowly.
"Don't try to delay time. I have plenty of time. If you don't give me a clear explanation, I won't leave today." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Didn't you say there is surveillance?"
He glanced at the time and recorded it on his mobile phone, "I've got the time accurate to the minute. When calling up the monitoring, I won't agree to missing any minute."
"Yeah." Lin Ge smiled and said, "This is normal for you."
"Normal? The patient doesn't absorb the medicine, why are you prescribing it to me?!" The man said: "My blood pressure cannot be controlled well. It must be because of the medicine."