The female doctor was talking about the ophthalmologist who had just walked into the wrong treatment room. His eyes were red, swollen and painful. He initially judged that he had suffered some strong external stimulation. As for the type of stimulation, he needed further examination, but unexpectedly, the patient ran away in just a blink of an eye.

She immediately asked for help from her senior ENT who was three years older than her, Xia Wei, who had just received the main treatment this year.

The doctors in the hospital have always been in the hall to see the patient, and no one will take the initiative to chase the patient. This kind of thing is usually very difficult. There are people inside and outside the Danyang Hospital. As long as you go out of the door, where will you find the patient, you will have to end up in vain.

According to Xia Wei's temper, I comforted her for a few words, and then the alarm bell was over.

However, this happened to be in the emergency department of the internal medicine department. With Xia Wei's limited impression of internal emergency, she gave an unexpected suggestion: "Jiang Ling, go to the green channel next door to the internal emergency and ask if there is anyone named Qi Jing."

"Qi Jing, Dean Qi's son?" Jiang Ling had a little impression of this name and often heard people mention it, "The title that is used the most is Dean Qi's son."

"Yes, it's him, the mirror is the mirror of the mirror."

When talking about this person, Xia Wei remembered the child who had maggots in her mouth after the brain surgery, and also the fear of being dominated by the white bug that night. Of course, all this was thanks to this man. Hate is true, and admiration is true.

"You ask him if there is any remedy."

"He?" Jiang Ling was a little worried, "Is it useful?"

The rumors about Qi Jing are not just about the good side. On the contrary, as Qi Sen's son, a big tree attracts wind, and some shortcomings will be deliberately amplified. Of course, this kind of amplification may not be intentional by someone. However, sometimes when the rumors spread for a long time, there will be some minor problems in the authenticity.

The name Qi Jing is not a good word in Jiang Ling.

The rumors in her ears have been iterated for several rounds, and the medical skills are just like that, whether high or low or low, or moderate. However, people are very lazy, almost never work, and are extremely ruthless to others. Moreover, their personal life is too chaotic, and they often tease female students, female nurses, and female doctors.

In fact, Xia Wei was also rumored that when she came to the emergency room for laryngoscope last time, the two of them were pulling and tugging in the hall in the middle of the night.

Jiang Ling didn't expect Xia Wei would recommend Qi Jing to her.

"People hate it a little, but there are many ways." Xia Wei didn't know how to comfort the junior girl, so she could only say, "If he can't do anything, then he can only go with the patient. You can relax, if something really happens, you can go to court. Who is afraid of whom?"

"All right."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ling appeared in the emergency room. He was lucky. Qi Jing happened to accept the allergic patient and sat in his seat with a medical record written.

After explaining the purpose of the visit, Qi Jing did not refuse, but the incident that Jiang Ling encountered was indeed difficult to deal with. He did not leave the patient's medical record, did not inform him that he had to stay in the emergency room and wait for treatment, and there was no voluntary signature that the patient should have written before leaving without authorization.

The only clues to obtain are name and age.

Although it is reasonable that the doctor is almost standing on the side of the doctor, the patient's escape has nothing to do with the doctor.

But if something happens to the patient and comes to him, it is very likely that a female doctor who has no evidence in hand may not be able to take it. This kind of patient is rare, but once he encounters it, he will take advantage of the loopholes and it will be very troublesome.

There is one thing that Qi Jing can't figure out: it's so painful that it's already in a hurry to come to the hospital, why did he run away without treatment?

Moreover, Jiang Ling specifically emphasized that if the treatment is not accepted, the time is delayed, the consequence is likely to be blindness.

Is there anything more important than preventing blindness in both eyes?

Qi Jing tried to ask, "You won't tell him all the treatments, right?"

Jiang Ling was also helpless: "He asked me that it was impossible not to say anything. Many details must be explained clearly. Besides, it is not difficult to treat. It is just to rinse your eyes with clean water, then apply eye drops, and wait for the cornea to recover by itself. If you can recover well, there will be a rescue. If you don't recover well, your vision will definitely be damaged."

The two of them chatted all the way to the hospital and immediately came to the hospital monitoring room. There were cameras gathered here, and everyone passing by was recorded every move, and the difficulty of crime would rise sharply.

The facts have also proved that the police officers who came to the hospital to catch pickpockets have increased their efficiency in handling cases. Many of them are "old acquaintances". They just got released from it, and their hands itched and started to have their old careers.

"Xiaoliang, bring me a few videos of the cameras in the inner hurried area to see."

Liang Chao, who was watching the monitoring room, was originally a new security guard. He was originally an employee of the security company. Later, when Qi Sen saw that others were smart and knew about computers, he was temporarily pulled to work in the monitoring room. He usually helped find relevant videos and helped two network engineers who managed the intranet of the hospital.

This new job allows him to get an extra bonus every month in addition to his original salary, so he has a very good impression of the dean Qi Sen.

Seeing that Qi Jing was coming, Liang Chao immediately found the video recorded on the computer: "When will it be?"

"Half an hour ago." Qi Jing said.

"Half an hour ago..."

Liang Chao worked here for a while and was already very skilled in the operation process. After a while, he found the time point that Qi Jing wanted.

At 1:28, the patient Liu Ming covered his eyes and walked into the internal medicine emergency department. After saying a few words to Guo Yan, he went to the general emergency department to queue up. At 1:49, he was his turn to line up. After seeing him, the doctor called for an ophthalmology consultation. At 2:03, Jiang Ling went downstairs to see him.

"His leg sprained ankle?" Qi Jing asked.

"I was already blinded by my eyesight. When I came to the hospital, I probably didn't see the pit on the side of the road. I didn't step on it and twisted it."

After seeing the patient, Jiang Ling did a simple examination and asked about some medical history. Judging from the feedback, his eyes became like this after being smoked. He couldn't explain what kind of cigarette it was, so he said that a small road he passed by when he was working suddenly appeared.

“Smoky?”

Qi Jing looked at the patient's eyes in the surveillance camera and frowned: "Even the camera can see some redness and swollen appearances. It's so smoked like that, how thick the smoke is..."

"Yes." Jiang Ling said, "It's not easy to deal with such a serious smoke injury. I want to determine the pH of the smoked particles and then use eye drops that can neutralize. Who knows, as soon as the checklist was prescribed, the person ran away."

At 2:11, Liu Ming got the check-up form, but the man did not go to the payment window, but left the emergency room directly.

In the surveillance video, he could clearly see that he was very anxious, and his hands kept pushing the patients and family members around him in front of him. But he could only be anxious, his legs were not good, and he looked awkward when walking.

"Click out the videos from the general emergency department and I'll see."

"Okay." Liang Chao took the mouse and clicked another document, and released the situation in the hospital room.

For eight minutes, Liu Ming just sat aside for examination. He had never received the phone or received the message until he left the hospital room at 11 o'clock. The video was just now, and he had not received any foreign information since he entered the emergency room.

"Strange, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Qi Jing felt something was wrong.

"Isn't it because I came to extort money on purpose?" Jiang Ling called himself too unlucky, "I'll come to the hospital to ask for an explanation after the condition is serious."

"It's better to just go directly to the luxury car on the way." Qi Jing pointed to the video at the door of the emergency room and said, "I seem to have seen this dress on him somewhere. Xiao Liang, help me enlarge the picture."

Liu Ming on the screen was gradually enlarged, and the clothes he was wearing gradually became clearer. This was a blue-gray suit with the words "Yong" and "Feng" written on it. Fortunately, there were not many strokes, and it could be seen clearly with the resolution of the camera, otherwise this clue would be broken here.

"Yongfeng..."

Jiang Ling asked, "It sounds like a food company?"

"Maybe it is some food processing factory." Liang Chao also joined the discussion team.

"Not necessarily." Qi Jing pointed at his back, "I remember there is a factory called Yongfeng, but it has nothing to do with food. It is a paint factory, just west of the city."

"Paint Factory?" Jiang Ling joked with a smile, "How could a paint factory be called this name?"

Qi Jing explained: "At the beginning of last year, it was indeed a real food processing factory, but it went bankrupt later. The boss of the factory was quite interesting. He did not run away after the bankruptcy, but raised a batch of funds to start a paint business in the original factory area. Recently, Danyang's real estate is booming, and the paint factory is very profitable."

"There's still this?"

"Why are you so familiar with me?" Jiang Ling couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Oh, I happened to meet a boss who bought paint from their factory." Qi Jing smiled, "I mentioned it when I was chatting, and I remember the name if I could remember it."

He took this question over and did not want to associate himself with the medical center built by Zhu Yan in front of outsiders: "If it is really the Yongfeng factory in the west of the city, you should be able to get there directly by bus when you go back from the hospital."

"But it's a weekend now." Liang Chao couldn't help but wonder, "Business will start on both weekends?"

"After all, wearing work clothes, it should be starting work," Qi Jing explained. "Their factory is very busy and they have to go to work even if they have a break, otherwise they will not be able to afford the renovation of so many new properties around them."

Jiang Ling sighed and looked at her watch. It was already 2:30.

Things are already dead here.

The patient was so anxious that he must have left the hospital. If the destination was the paint factory in the west of the city, the patient would have gotten on the bus back as soon as possible. If he chose to go home, the route would only be more complicated.

"Don't worry too much." Qi Jing took out his cell phone and found Zhu Yan's phone, "I'll just call and ask."

“Ask?”

......

The head of the diagnosis department is Zhu Yating, but the head of the entire hospital is Zhu Yan. If you want to inquire about the paint factory, it is definitely right to find Zhu Yan, but it is a bit like killing a chicken. After all, the other party is a boss with a net worth of over 100 million yuan.

When the phone passed, Zhu Yan was having a meeting in the company, and the managers of various departments were sitting under him.

With his temper, no calls were answered during the meeting. The only ones that gave him a second choice were two people, one was his wife and the other was his daughter.

But this time it seems a little different.

"Hey, Brother Qi, what wind has blown your phone?" Zhu Yan looked at the employee doing statistics report in front of the stage with a smile, but his mind was all on the phone receiver, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"I would like to ask if Yongfeng Paint Factory started construction today?"

"Yongfeng? What Yongfeng?" Zhu Yan was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he realized, "Oh, you said that one sells paint and paint. I don't know whether their family starts work."

"Can the director of the paint factory call me?" Qi Jing didn't beat him around the bush, "I have a patient here who should be from their factory. Half of the patients left after seeing them, so I have to contact him as soon as possible."

"You are so dedicated."

"There's no way."

"Okay, that guy should have a phone number. I'll flip through the business card later and send you a text message." Zhu Yan agreed to his request with a smile, but did not rush to hang up, but continued, "Don't rush to hang up. I'm going to hold a domestic medical seminar in Minghai in August. Are you interested?"

"August?" Qi Jing thought for a while, "I heard that Boss Ji had to go to Minghai in August."

"Oh? Is that right..."

"You won't say it's OK, right?"

"Even if that's right." Zhu Yan expressed his idea, "Originally, Brother Ji went to Minghai this time and didn't think of bringing you with him, but I think if you can go there and even show some strength in person, it will be very helpful for raising funds."

"Boss Zhu, you know my interest, if not..." Qi Jing was a little embarrassed.

"I understand, this time I'm going to be diagnostics." Zhu Yan said with a smile, "I didn't expect it?"

"Diagnosis? Not many people are willing to come to this inexplicable medical category."

"It's okay, I've arranged a lot of good things."

Qi Jing immediately thought of the previous seminar in the United States, and Zhu Yan spent a lot of money. Judging from his family's background, this little money is nothing, but Guanghao Fund has always lacked money, so it is better to donate it if you have this money.

He thought so, so he was also "suggested". For Zhu Yan, the businessman, going around is not good.

"You have to look at it for the long term." Zhu Yan was not angry, but explained, "I invested in talents. As for Guanghao Fund, it actually has nothing to do with me. Don't say that I'm not humane, everyone helps patients, but the methods and methods are different."

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