I knew this would be the look on Su Yun's face.
"Boss, are you tired?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "You flew all the way here just to see a chorea patient?"
"Just take a look at it if you encounter it in the future. Isn't this all clinical experience." Zheng Ren didn't care. He went to the place where the hospitalization deposit was paid and explained the patient's ward, bed number, and name. The manila portfolio was stuffed inside.
Taking the deposit ticket, Zheng Ren went to the ward again.
It was late at night, and the corridors of the ward were full of patients. Although extra beds are not allowed in tertiary hospitals, the regulations are just regulations after all.
Extra beds are not allowed, and patients are not allowed to shirk the responsibility. This won't work, that won't work either, doctors are really not good at their jobs. In short, this group itself all takes the blame, it's just who takes more blame and who takes less.
There were two family members of the patient keeping vigil in the ward. Seeing Zheng Ren come in, the patient's family members who were awake were startled for a moment. He immediately recognized that this was the professor from the Imperial Capital.
What is he here for? The patient's family members were a little confused.
"Director Li gave me the money and I paid the hospitalization fee." Zheng Ren said, "Here is the deposit ticket. Keep it."
"Professor Zheng, you..."
"The patient is asleep, don't disturb his sleep." Zheng Ren thrust the deposit ticket into the hands of the patient's family members and turned to leave.
Seeing the young figure leave, the patient's son was a little dazed.
"Second brother, who is here?"
"Professor Zheng from the Imperial Capital."
The man who was sleeping on the bed became a little more energetic and asked in surprise: "Didn't Professor Zheng come to see our dad once? Why did he come again?"
"Director Li gave him the money, and he paid the hospital fee and sent it here." After the patient's son finished speaking, he felt a little funny.
Isn’t it right to give red envelopes? Why don’t some people want to give them away? It's just that he didn't think about this "joke", but once he thought about it in depth, he suddenly felt creepy.
"Brother, do you think it's Professor Zheng who doesn't think he's good enough and doesn't dare to accept it?"
"Well... he looks a bit younger, but Director Li said that his surgery was very good. And I also asked, no one dares to do live broadcast surgery. If he fails to do it, how can he have the dignity to be a good person in the future."
"You don't understand the trade-offs in business?" The patient's youngest son, who was lying on the bed, started to do it carefully and said, "Go out and talk, our dad finally fell asleep."
The two of them took a careful look at the old man and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so they walked out quietly.
"I would say that Professor Zheng seems unreliable."
"Don't say that. After all, it was Director Li who recommended it."
"But didn't Director Li say at that time that he was a doctor in the interventional department? Our dad's disease belongs to general surgery. Besides, he didn't even dare to accept the money. Do you think he had a guilty conscience? Live broadcast, as soon as he heard these two words, he Not like a serious doctor."
"Well… "
"Let's talk to the director of Jinling Cancer Hospital. Call the eldest brother and let's discuss it. I originally thought he was too young and unreliable. This guy doesn't even dare to accept money from him. Second brother, do you think it's okay?"
"Then call eldest brother, and the three of us will discuss it together."
"My classmate is at Jinling Cancer Hospital. If you want to make a decision, you should be early. What time is it already? Don't delay people's sleep."
"But is this appropriate? From Director Li's point of view..."
"No matter what you think, I don't think our dad can practice surgery on others. He must find the most awesome doctor to perform the surgery!"
"All right."
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Zheng Ren didn't know what was happening here. He walked out of the ward and followed the signs on the ground to the emergency department.
I don't know what the emergency department here is like, whether there are many patients, or whether the emergency department is strong or not, Zheng Ren wondered in his mind.
Walking in the corridor of the emergency department, Zheng Ren smelled the smell of disinfectant, which was so familiar. Whether it is the ward or the emergency room, there will be various smells.
What he was most afraid of was the strong smell of alcohol. This had nothing to do with Zheng Ren not drinking. The main reason was that a large amount of alcohol was used when someone died and the body was disposed of.
If there is a strong smell of alcohol, it means another life has left this world.
The emergency department was a little quiet, which was different from Zheng Ren's imagination. It looked like tonight was a good night, and everyone was calm. Where are the chorea patients? Zheng Rendong looked around but couldn't find it.
"Would you like to call Director Li and ask?" Su Yun asked.
"No, I'm probably going for a check-up." Zheng Ren said, "Let's talk about it later. This disease is not too urgent, and it doesn't matter how long it will take."
A doctor was leaning against the door of the consulting room, talking to a patient. Zheng Ren glanced at it, and it was the internal medicine consulting room.
No, looking at it this way, I should have missed the point tonight. He looked at the patient's diagnosis and listened to the conversation between the doctor and the patient.
"What have you eaten?" the doctor asked lazily.
"A mango."
"What else have you eaten?"
"And a mango."
Zheng Ren heard the strange conversation and took a closer look curiously. There was nothing wrong with the patient's system panel.
It's okay, there are quite a few people who come to see the doctor in the middle of the night, and they all come on a whim.
"How many mangoes did you eat in total? How big were they?" The doctor raised a corner of his eye and looked at the patient and asked.
"Six mangoes," the patient said, "so big."
She gestured.
"After you've eaten enough, you can just go home and take a nap." The doctor in the emergency department said impatiently, "Give me the registration ticket, and I'll stamp it and refund it to you."
"Doctor, am I really okay?" the young female patient asked worriedly.
"You tell me, why do you eat so many mangoes when you have nothing to do? No one else would feel comfortable eating so many mangoes in one go." The emergency medicine doctor looked disgusted and his tone was not very good.
However, the patient said nothing and left with the registration ticket.
He then glanced at Zheng Ren and asked, "What's wrong with you? Internal medicine and surgery?"
"I'm fine, come find someone."
"The psychiatry department is closed at night and will open tomorrow morning." The physician said casually.
“…”
Zheng Ren was bitten for no reason, but he didn't get angry and smiled slightly.
Everyone has a bad temper sometimes. Who knows whether the doctor in front of me always talks like this or because he gets angry in the middle of the night and doesn't say nice things properly.
But with Su Yun by his side, Zheng Ren had long been accustomed to this way of speaking.
Someone pushed a wheelchair back behind him. The patient was sitting in the wheelchair. He was young and held a stack of test sheets in his hand.
Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel and saw that there was nothing wrong with influenza.
The emergency medicine doctor waved his hand and was unwilling to take a single step. When the patient was pushed over, he took the test sheet, looked at it and said, "There is no cure for your disease."
"Wow..." The patient in the wheelchair was a little confused when he heard what he said. After a few seconds of silence, he burst into tears.