The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 9: The responsibility and dignity of doctors

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"Not bad, you can run away, and you dare to come to the hospital." A big man smiled evilly, and the baseball bat held in his right hand kept gently falling on his left hand, then bounced up, and then fell again.

It seemed that in the next second, the baseball bat would fall on the head of someone present, smashing the head and causing blood.

The patient on the operating bed jumped up like a frightened rabbit. Regardless of the wound on his back, he huddled in the corner with a frightened look on his face like a little girl.

However, his posture was professional, with his head in his hands, protecting his vitals, and preparing for a beating.

"Both of you, get out." The strong man glanced at Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren and said coldly.

Generally, people with pure blood do not want to hurt medical staff when shopping.

As the saying goes, if a person wanders around the world, how can he not be stabbed

If there really is a cycle of cause and effect, if you hit a medical staff today and get stabbed someday, if no one comes to save your life, you can't blame God for being unfair.

Zheng Ren had never encountered such a ruthless incident, where he was chased to the hospital.

However, he had heard of a patient who had his arm broken and was undergoing emergency surgery in the orthopedics department. Unexpectedly, the enemy then chased him to the operating room of the hospital. The patient was so frightened that he jumped out of the operating room on the sixth floor through a broken window.

As a result, he suffered multiple comminuted fractures in both lower limbs and was admitted directly to the intensive care unit from the orthopedics department.

But this happened more than ten years ago, and I just listened to the old doctors talking about it at the wine table.

Zheng Ren didn't expect that on his first day in the emergency department, he would encounter such a troublesome thing.

What should I do

leave? The operation is not finished yet.

Not leaving? Being beaten up with a patient

This is a dilemma.

Zheng Ren is not the Virgin, but every doctor has his own persistence.

He made up his mind instantly, touched Xie Yiren with his elbow, and said, "You go."

Xie Yiren was stunned, then subconsciously obeyed Zheng Ren's arrangement and left the operating room between the big men.

The big men had no intention of blocking the Xie people, and they all gave way to a small path.

"I am a doctor and I am operating. Please leave immediately." Zheng Ren said.

Because he was wearing a mask and could not show his determination with his expression, Zheng Ren simply looked at the injured person and said, "When you come back, the stitches will be finished with just a few stitches."

"Huh? My brother's bones are pretty strong." The leader of the big man showed a ferocious smile, and a scar on his face, like a chrysanthemum in bud, bloomed instantly, making him even more fierce, "Give you the face Yes, isn’t it?”

Zheng Ren felt that his legs were weak, but he still persisted.

If you are scared away now, will you still have the dignity to behave in the future? Zheng Ren wants to lose face, so he can only hold on here.

Self-defense? Scalpel? Not to mention that the scalpel was like a toy in front of the burly man. Even if he succeeded in self-defense, he would still be the one severely punished by the law in the end.

There are countless examples of this, and Zheng Ren's ears are filled with cocoons.

Although ridiculous, it is true.

Zheng Ren couldn't do anything like leaving a patient who hadn't finished the operation. He pretended to be calm and could only place his hope in the system.

"Please leave the operating room." Zheng Ren reluctantly kept his voice from shaking, trying to maintain the dignity of a doctor, "I am performing an operation."

"Haha." The sturdy man moved his neck, and his cervical vertebrae made a rattling sound, and the taut muscles on his neck burst out with a fierce breath. The scar on his face looked like a little snake that had come to life, opening its mouth to Zheng Ren, laughing silently.

"It's really shameless, so you don't have to leave."

Zheng Ren felt a chill in his heart. The system was not powerful at all. It seemed that it was just a medical system and would not give him a peak experience with extremely high force value.

Even if there were, Zheng Ren would not choose it.

If you really injure these people, you will definitely have to pay countless amounts of money in future lawsuits, and you will be expelled from the hospital.

Self-defense? nonexistent.

That’s how fucked up it is.

I hope I won't be beaten to death... Zheng Ren glanced at the injured huddled in the corner and wanted to learn how to protect his vitals in a short time.

Why bother... But if he had to choose again, he would still choose to stay.

"Xiao Liuzi, why are you so arrogant today?" Just when the sturdy man was about to approach Zheng Ren, an old man wearing a cardigan appeared at the door of the emergency department operating room.

He didn't see anyone, but just by hearing the sound, the tall man's expression changed.

The ferocious facial muscles twitched a few times, trying to show a smile, but Zheng Ren felt it was even worse than crying.

"Third Master, why are you here?" The big man turned around quickly. After confirming the person, he immediately bent down and said respectfully.

"I came to see a friend, and I happened to see you making trouble here." The old man walked in.

He looked to be in his sixties, with a long beard and eyebrows, thin and lanky, and bright eyes.

"Look at what you said, how can I dare to cause trouble? This is not a small problem, come to collect the debt... come to collect the debt." The third master said very kindly, but the waist of the sturdy man became more and more bent, as if He was carrying a big mountain on his shoulders, and his temples were soaked with sweat.

"You opening a small loan company has nothing to do with me. But Xiaoliuzi, let me tell you, you still have to follow the rules of the older generation." The third master has kind eyes and a gentle and elegant tone, which makes people feel happy. "In the place of treating diseases and saving lives, Son, it’s best not to shout and kill, so as not to hurt your luck.”

"Yes, yes, this is what you taught me, Third Master." The big man nodded hurriedly in agreement.

The younger brothers around the big man didn't even dare to raise their heads, and tried to stay as close to the wall as possible to reduce their sense of presence. It was as if the Third Master was a ferocious beast in the world that would choose people to devour at any time.

After chatting with the big man for a while, the third master showed a smile and walked towards Zheng Ren. He cupped his hand and said, "Are you Dr. Zheng?"

"Don't dare to take it seriously. I am Zheng Ren. Are you?" Zheng Ren felt a huge stone fall in his heart. He was wearing sterile gloves. The gloves were full of blood, and he couldn't shake hands or anything.

Standing stupidly, looking a little embarrassed.

"I am Mr. Wei's housekeeper. The operation you performed on Mr. Wei yesterday was very successful. Mr. Wei is now awake and has asked the young lady and I to come and thank you, Dr. Zheng." The third master said, "I was waiting for the young lady to come with us, but I didn't Thinking of seeing these brats causing trouble, I was afraid of hurting Dr. Zheng, so I showed my face first. Please forgive me for any shortcomings."

"You're too polite." Zheng Ren sweated profusely, and there was no other lady. I didn't expect that the patient lying on the bed that day was of such a high profile. I thought he was a rich man or a nouveau riche.

A nouveau riche is a nouveau riche with no foundation to speak of.

And if a master like Third Master, who can instantly turn a big man into a little sheep, can work as a housekeeper, this family will definitely not be easy.

Zheng Ren has his own simple judgment.

"Please continue. If you have anything else, we can talk about it after you finish the operation." The third master cupped his hands, bent his waist slightly, and was extremely polite to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren was like a piece of wood and didn't know what to say. He stared blankly at the third master leading the group of burly men out of the operating room, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, come here and lie down." Zheng Ren's sterile gloves were covered with coagulated blood, which looked particularly scary, and he pointed at the injured person.

The injured person had been stunned for a long time. It was only now that he recovered and asked weakly: "You... are you Professor RB? Your Chinese is really good."