"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
The doctor at 120 had a strange look on his face and walked towards Zheng Ren quickly.
The system panel in the upper right corner of Zheng Ren's field of vision was filled with light green. It's okay. What's going on
"Mr. Zheng, these people had an argument with the waiter in the bath and started a fight." The doctor at 120 wanted to laugh, but if he wanted to laugh, he would be making himself uncomfortable.
He suppressed his laughter and reported to Zheng Ren: "There is only one heavier one. The 120 from the People's Hospital went early and picked it up. The rest are no big deal. I packed 8 of them in one car."
Later, another car also came back, also carrying 8 middle-aged people.
The clothes they wore were in a mess, and some even came here wearing a bath towel and a pair of pants in the middle of winter.
What the hell!
Zheng Ren is troubled, if there is frostbite, who is to blame
"Why don't you let them get dressed?" Zheng Ren's tone was a little harsh.
"Mr. Zheng, the waiter's side was forced to pull away in the bath. We don't dare to delay too long. If time goes on, it will be difficult to explain if there is another fight." Doctor 120 was also aggrieved and complained.
Zheng Ren nodded and said: "Contact the Bathhouse and ask them to send clothes. If they are afraid of losing money and belongings, tell them that if someone gets frostbite, they will be fully responsible!"
After saying that, Zheng Ren took the patients to the consulting room and began to help the surgeon on duty with physical examinations and writing orders.
As soon as he arrived at the consulting room, Zheng Ren heard a burst of grief-stricken crying.
"It's not like we can't beat them. We were wearing slippers, and we would fall over as soon as we tried hard. We really couldn't beat them." One elder brother cried very sadly, recounting the experience of losing, "The shoes they wore were all It has a non-slip bottom, how do you say it?"
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
Going to take a bath in the middle of the day, it's quite strange that a dozen or twenty people could start a fight with the waiter. It's probably because there were so many people, one of the waiters didn't take good care of us, and someone had a dirty mouth, so there was a quarrel.
As for the fights, the waiters in the bathhouse are all young men in their twenties, and they are all very energetic. And when working there, it’s normal to wear non-slip shoes. There was all kinds of bath soap foam on the wet ground, so it was really impossible to fight this one.
But this eldest brother must be a little too aggrieved. He cried like this in the emergency room.
Zheng Ren was helpless.
In this case, it won't work if the inspection is too little. No matter where you feel uncomfortable, check everything. Otherwise, there will be trouble in a few days.
Maybe within a few days, there will be trouble immediately.
They can't beat the bath attendant, but they may unleash their anger on the hospital.
Although Director Kong is well-informed, he rarely sees such weird things. At this moment, he drank some wine and felt relaxed. He pretended to be a family member of the patient in the corridor, looking around to get a complete picture of the emergency department of Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital.
This batch of patients was being processed, and a young man who looked like a foreman came to the emergency department with a dozen young men.
Zheng Ren felt nervous. He was afraid that the two groups would have another bloody battle in the emergency department.
Everyone is strong and dozens of people get into a melee. It is normal for one or two to be killed or maimed.
After a quick glance, he saw Fan Tianshui standing at the door of the surgical clinic like a javelin, holding a rubber baton in his hand.
Although the baton was meant to scare people, it felt different when Fan Tianshui held it in his hand.
Zheng Ren felt relieved.
The foreman came to the emergency surgery clinic unexpectedly and had no idea of taking action. He looked around first, as if looking for someone. Then, his eyes fixed on Zheng Ren.
After Zheng Ren finished handling the patient, he walked into the consulting room, bowed slightly, and asked politely: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Zheng?"
Zheng Ren nodded, wondering where this song came from.
"Sixth brother specifically told me not to cause trouble in the emergency department of the city's first hospital. Mr. Zheng, do you think it's convenient for you here?" the foreman asked.
"Come on, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked calmly, ignoring the look in the foreman's eyes.
When the foreman saw this, he realized that he didn't care about stuffing his money. There was nothing we could do, so we had to keep things official.
"You said hello, we will do it." The foreman then said: "I brought some unnecessary clothes, let the brothers wear them first. Their clothes are all sealed, and there are videos, so they are not afraid of losing them."
Zheng Ren nodded and began to appreciate the young man's ability in doing things.
"What's your surname?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Mr. Zheng, you are too polite. My surname is Zhao, you can just call me Xiao Zhao." The foreman said with a smile: "I will take them to pay and check, and you can send a companion to guide them." "
Yo, have you thought of all this
It's not that we want to take these people away and beat them up again.
Zheng Ren immediately laughed, thinking too much. After that moment of passionate passion, who would beat someone to death? They are all ordinary people, not professional special forces like Fan Tianshui.
"Well, talk to them carefully." Zheng Ren instructed.
"Don't worry." The foreman said with a smile: "If I don't do the things that Sixth Brother specifically asked me to do, I will pack up and go back to my hometown in Haicheng tomorrow. It's really shameful to stay in Haicheng."
Anyway, the flattery implied by these words made Zheng Ren feel particularly comfortable.
This young man is a master, Zheng Ren judged.
"Okay, you go ahead." Zheng Ren didn't stand up until then and stretched out his hand.
The foreman had a gentle but unflattering smile that made people feel close to each other. He shook hands with Zheng Ren and left his contact information. If there is any movement over there, contact Zheng Ren.
Watching them leave, Zheng Ren shook his head and walked out of the consulting room.
"Boss Zheng, didn't you just spend your energy on this because of me?" Director Kong complained.
Zheng Ren smiled honestly and did not argue with Director Kong.
In fact, Director Kong was right. Compared with tips surgery, this kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning at all.
Just when Zheng Reng wanted to invite Director Kong to sit in the emergency ward for a while, he heard shrill shouts coming from the corridor.
"Doctor, help!"
The heart rate is 120 beats/minute instantly.
Zheng Ren didn't have time to talk to Director Kong and quickly ran to the door of the emergency room.
In the corridor, a group of people rushed over. The one at the front was a strong man covered in greasy clothes, carrying a person on his back.
Because there was a strong man around, Zheng Ren couldn't see the patient's system panel clearly. He quickly pointed to the emergency room and said, "Here!"
The group of people rushed to the emergency room and put the person on the back on the hospital bed.
There was no blood, no color, not even breath.
The diagnosis was rib fracture, sternum fracture, cardiac contusion, and cardiac tamponade. The writing was very blurry, as if it was disappearing into the white background of the system panel.
Zheng Ren rushed forward, pushed away the big man who was carrying the patient, and while tearing the patient's clothes apart, he shouted: "How did you get hurt!"