When Zheng Ren was reading the WeChat chat group chat records one by one, there was a knock on the door.
The door to the duty room then opened, and a person said: "Dr. Zheng is administering intravenous drip in the duty room."
Because the door to the duty room was blocked by a cabinet, Su Yun didn't see who it was. Glancing at Zheng Ren, he was concentrating on looking at the chat history and seemed not to hear the knock on the door.
A thin figure appeared, followed by two detectives.
Su Yun was startled for a moment, and then realized that such a big thing happened, so he should be here to ask about the situation and record a confession.
He quickly touched Zheng Ren with his foot, feeling that this guy was possessed.
"Hello, Doctor Zheng." The thin man, wearing casual clothes, stood three steps behind Zheng Ren seriously and said loudly.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was pulled back and turned to look.
"Let me introduce myself, I am the director of the Thoracic Surgery Department, Bao Yunming." As he said that, he bowed deeply to Zheng Ren, "Thank you for your help. On behalf of all my colleagues in the Thoracic Surgery Department, I would like to express my most heartfelt thanks to you. .”
Zheng Ren stood up quickly, at a loss what to say, but no words came out.
"Sit down. In order not to delay your treatment, I brought the criminal police comrades here to inquire about the situation at that time." Director Bao said to Zheng Ren politely.
The two criminal police officers were also very polite. They shook hands with Zheng Ren first, and then asked about Zheng Ren and Su Yun's situation at that time.
The process was very simple, record it, press fingerprints, and when the detective left, he gave a solemn salute and then left in silence.
Director Bao wanted to arrange a private room for Zheng Ren to recuperate, but Zheng Ren refused.
Are you kidding? It's just a skin injury. Is it necessary? People are just being polite, but I can't take them seriously.
"Doctor Zheng, take a good rest and let me know if you need anything." Director Bao left a message before leaving.
In Haicheng, I also encountered an incident where the police asked for transcripts. Fortunately, Director Pan was in charge at the time. It's the same this time, with Director Bao by his side.
Zheng Ren was really not good at this kind of interpersonal communication. After saying goodbye politely to Director Bao, he continued to talk.
After a long time, Su Yun said leisurely: "Anyone with some emotional intelligence will follow his words and solidify this gratitude. You..."
In the endless blank space behind, Zheng Ren made up all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule in his own mind.
But there's nothing I can do about it. In social situations, I really don't know what to say.
Zheng Ren smiled and saw that the IV was almost finished, so he asked Su Yun to find a nurse to remove the IV.
"Twice a day, don't forget it at night." the little nurse instructed.
"Uh..." Zheng Ren hesitated.
"You are on the road to death, walking farther and farther, and I can hardly catch up." Su Yun Youyou said: "Local infection, fever. Penetration of infected tissue, involving the top of the pleura, and then large-scale lung infection, lung abscess , empyema. Pericardial involvement…”
"Stop!" Zheng Ren quickly stopped Su Yun's words and smiled bitterly, "Can't you give me some drip at night?"
"If you want to die, no one will stop you."
"..." Zheng Ren slandered that it was just a skin injury, as if he would die if he didn't get an intravenous drip.
The clothes were all worn out, so Su Yun borrowed a piece of white clothes from Zheng Ren and put it on. I'll be able to cope with it if I go back and change into a sweater or something like that later.
After leaving the door of the Thoracic Surgery Department, Zheng Ren saw Feng Xuhui running over in a panic.
"Manager Feng, what are you doing here?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.
"..." Feng Xuhui took a few deep breaths, regained his composure, and then said with self-reproach: "Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I should have gone to the clinic with you in the morning. Who could have thought of such a big thing?" matter."
"Oh." Zheng Ren didn't expect it to be because of this. He smiled and said, "It's not your problem."
"What's your business is my business." Feng Xuhui was extremely annoyed.
Early in the morning, after finishing breakfast for Zheng Ren and Su Yun, Feng Xuhui sent them to the outpatient clinic before saying goodbye and leaving.
But I didn't expect that within an hour or two, the circle of friends would become agitated.
Such a big thing is like a virus, spreading wildly in WeChat Moments and Weibo.
Feng Xuhui also started to inquire after seeing it. What he didn't expect even more was that this matter was actually related to Zheng Ren!
Not knowing how badly Mr. Zheng was injured, Feng Xuhui tentatively sent Zheng Ren a WeChat message, but received no reply.
Feng Xuhui was frightened stupidly.
Little did he know that Zheng Ren was so tired that he didn't even hear the beep on his phone. The nurse only opened the phone once, and Zheng Ren didn't look at it at all. When he opened it later, Zheng Ren only looked at the chat history in the group and didn't even click on Feng Xuhui's interface.
Either something big happened to Mr. Zheng and this scientific research comes to an end...
Either Mr. Zheng is angry with himself, and he...
Feng Xuhui hurriedly inquired with various familiar or unfamiliar contacts. After many twists and turns, he found out that Zheng Ren was on intravenous drip in the thoracic surgery department.
He ran all the way, but luckily he blocked Zheng Ren at the door.
Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't mind, he was slightly relieved.
You must not make any more mistakes, Feng Xuhui kept telling himself in his heart.
"Mr. Zheng, where are you going?" Feng Xuhui asked.
"Go back and rest." Su Yun said.
"Go to a meeting." Zheng Ren said.
The two said at the same time, and then looked at each other.
"Still seeking death?" Su Yun said coldly.
"You're here, the meeting still needs to be held." Zheng Ren said.
"cut."
Feng Xuhui was stunned, what should he do? For him, a newcomer in the workplace, how to resolve the differences between Zheng Ren and Su Yun is extremely difficult.
"It doesn't matter. It's just a skin injury. It's better to do nothing." Zheng Ren patted Su Yun's shoulder to indicate that he was fine.
He lowered his head, looking like he really didn't want to talk to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren didn't care, it was best if Su Yun didn't talk to him. Otherwise, this sarcastic bitch wouldn't know how to attack her.
As they walked along, Su Yun had a sullen face, enduring it again and again, but finally couldn't help it, and said: "Boss Zheng, don't you want to make a phone call to report that your home is safe?"
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.
This kind of thing to report that you are safe... is too strange for an orphan.
As soon as he thought about it, Zheng Ren knew that he was wrong.
Taking out his mobile phone, Zheng Ren first reported to a small group of people that he was safe and sound. Don't miss it. Then I saw a message on Director Pan’s WeChat account. After clicking on it, I called Director Pan back.
Tell Director Pan that everything is fine, he just suffered some skin trauma and it has been dealt with. Director Lao Pan repeatedly warned him to come back quickly if he felt uncomfortable. Being outside was not as good as being at home.
Zheng Ren felt warm in his heart.
After hanging up the call from Director Pan, Zheng Ren hesitated for a few seconds, holding the phone in a daze.
"It's always going to be a fight. I really don't know why you are hesitating." Su Yun seemed to be the tapeworm in Zheng Ren's stomach, knowing what he was hesitating about.
Yes, Zheng Ren was immediately relieved.
The phone was dialed and the ring rang.