"What are you doing here to cause trouble?" the Wang family said angrily in a deep voice.
"He wants Boss Zheng to take a look at Master Chu Nuangse." the attendant said.
Su Yun raised his head and glanced, then lowered his head to watch the film in front of him with Zheng Ren.
The uncle of the Wang family looked back at Zheng Ren and whispered, "Be good to Boss Zheng. I'll take a look."
After saying that, he took the people out.
"Boss, someone is making trouble." Su Yun reminded in a low voice.
"Look here." Zheng Ren seemed to be paying no attention to the things around him. He pointed at the screen with a slightly excited tone.
This is a photo taken after surgery three years ago.
After the hip replacement, the follow-up examination showed no problems and the operation was quite successful.
However, there is a faint density change at a position on the inside of the pubic cervical curve of the hip joint.
"Boss, this was a film made three years ago." Su Yun was puzzled and asked, "Does it make sense to watch it now?"
"What you're talking about doesn't sound like an old age disease, but rather like poisoning." Zheng Ren said.
When the word "poison" was spoken, the air in the entire operating room of the ward became stagnant.
Uncle Wang's men and the doctors from the National Hospital looked at each other with cautious expressions on their faces.
A big family, poisoning, the old man is about to die...
Those who know the truth will definitely die silently one after another in the future.
A doctor on duty turned pale. His Chinese was not good and he could only understand the general meaning of the exchange between Zheng Ren and Su Yun. He asked the person next to him in a low voice: "Did Boss Zheng mean poisoning?"
The doctor next to him pretended that nothing was wrong, walked into the ward, and began to record the ventilator values that he had already recorded.
It was as if Zheng Ren was carrying a plague, and he could survive by staying away from him.
"Boss, I'm joking, do you take it seriously?" Su Yun said helplessly.
"It's not a joke, look here." Zheng Ren pointed at the screen.
"This is..." Su Yun noticed that the density behind the curve of the pubic neck was indeed wrong, but it seemed to be nothing. He hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Is it a surgical scar that appears on the local body tissue after the operation?"
"No!" Zheng Ren said, "Here..."
Just as he said this, the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang.
A middle-aged man about 1.64m tall broke in. He had dark skin and a ruthless face, and his eyes looked like poisonous snakes as he looked at the operation room.
The uncle of the Wang family covered his face and followed angrily, but did not dare to say a word. It looked like he had been slapped.
"Are you the Boss Zheng that Master Yan said?" the man asked in half-baked Chinese.
Su Yun looked up, and the moment he saw the middle-aged ruthless man, his arm muscles stiffened for a moment, and then he slowly stood up.
Zheng Ren frowned. He just had a look on his face. Who would bother him
Looking back, he saw the dark and cruel man, Zheng Ren asked: "I am, who are you?"
"I am Song'en, Chu Nuangse's junior brother." Song'en smiled evilly and said, "First, let my senior brother see a doctor."
Zheng Ren shrugged and narrowed his eyes.
Like Su Yun, he stood up slowly, blocked his right hand with his body, and quietly touched the pen body on the table.
But at the same time, he encountered another hand.
Just like Su Yun, it's really... Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. The security here is really chaotic. Is it possible that he will have to carry a scalpel when going out in the future
A lancet costs 233 US dollars, which is too high a cost.
Zheng Ren was thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, but with a usual fake smile on his face, he said: "When you go to see a doctor, please follow the order. This is the rule."
"Gui your mother..." someone behind Song En cursed.
Just as he started cursing someone, Song En raised his hand and the person immediately stopped talking.
"Boss Zheng, I want to treat you with courtesy." Song En said slowly: "He..."
As he said this, Song En pointed at Mr. Wang in the ward.
"There's no rush. And my senior brother, if you go a little later, you might die."
Song En's voice was cold and moist, like a poisonous snake, making people shudder.
"Of course, when you ask a doctor to see you, you have to be polite. This is what my senior brother said. But I don't think so. If you make me unhappy, I will make you even more unhappy."
Zheng Ren's eyebrows were knitted together, and his toes were digging into the ground inside his shoes, like a cheetah, ready to explode at any time.
"You two are not the only ones here." Song En smiled, his cold and clammy breath made Zheng Ren feel a slight chill in his body.
"Sambat Bancha Mengke has already gone to invite your friends. It's up to you to decide how you want to choose." Song En stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips.
"Who is Sambat Pancha Mengke?" Zheng Ren looked at Song En attentively and asked Su Yun in a low voice.
"He seems to be the underground boxing champion of Muay Thai." The expression on Su Yun's face was solemn, and the lazy energy he used to joke around disappeared without a trace. He held the ball pen upside down in his right hand and hid it behind his back, and said attentively.
Zheng Ren's right foot did not leave the ground and moved forward 25.2cm. The distance between his feet was the most suitable distance for him to exert force.
The sound of the high-energy phosphate bonds of ATP cracking crackled in my ears.
He was angry, but anger didn't solve the problem.
"Mr. Song'en, there's no need for this." Zheng Ren wore a fake smile mask on his face, and slowly closed his fingers one by one, making a fist.
"It's necessary, otherwise you..." Song En said, and there was a commotion at the door.
There were banging sounds and a few intermittent hums, and Zheng Ren felt that the walls of the ward began to tremble.
"You, get out of the way." Fan Tianshui's voice came from the door.
0.35 seconds later, there was another loud noise.
Fan Tianshui dragged a person with his left hand and walked in steadily.
Song En was startled and quickly stepped away.
Before he could dodge, Fan Tianshui slapped him in the carotid sinus of his neck. His whole body was directly pressed against the wall, making a clearer sound.
The uncle of the Wang family was dumbfounded.
Is this a humanoid Tyrannosaurus
"Mr. Zheng, there is a guy who wants to show off his power, but I don't dare to do anything serious. What do you think we should do?" Fan Tianshui threw the man he was dragging with his left hand to the ground in the operation room.
"Boom~" sound.
The system panel was bright red, and in just a moment, Zheng Ren saw more than a dozen diagnoses of fractures.
Haven't you made a serious move yet
What would it be like if we took a heavy hand
"Are we okay?" Zheng Ren asked quickly as he was not concerned about the life and death of Sambat Bancha Mengke who was lying on the ground.
"Uh... It's okay. The old squad leader and I knocked him down when he came in. He also said it was unfair for two to beat one." Fan Tianshui scratched his head and said honestly.
Zheng Ren felt relieved.
By accident, I brought Fan Tianshui and Zhu Fengyu with me, but I didn't expect it would have such a big effect. He is indeed lucky, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
But this is not over yet!
He smiled, came to Song En, squatted in front of him, and asked gently: "If you want to make me unhappy, I will make you even more unhappy, really."