It must be because of Boss Zheng that the Provincial Court uses Changfeng’s consumables. This is definitely the reason for the imperial capital.

The day after coming to Changfeng, Liu Xiaojie "quickly" found the reason for the matter. But she still couldn't completely believe that these things were beyond her understanding of the world.

A few hours passed by.

Zheng Ren contacted Su Yun in the car, but the guy Su Yun was having and drinking with Zhao Yunlong and others. He just said a few words to Zheng Ren and was done.

It seems that I am not here and don’t have to work hard. Everyone lives a good life, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

I originally wanted to go back to the Palme d'Or, but I couldn't worry about Director Miao, so Zheng Ren still asked Xie Yiren gently and went directly to 912

Feng Xuhui drove Professor Liu to find a hotel to check in, but did not follow him.

When he arrived, Zheng Ren walked in quietly and saw Mr. Yu sitting on a chair beside the bed, dozing. The numbers displayed by the monitor told Director Zheng Renmiao that his condition was still stable.

The red color in the system panel also faded slightly, and the condition seemed to improve. There was no worst case of cerebral hemorrhage or other complications.

Fortunately, it's okay.

Zheng Ren glanced at Director Miao, inserted the tracheal tube into the body, connected countless instruments and lines, and carefully protected the fragile life with the power of machinery, so that this weak flame of life will not be extinguished.

Director Miao is a little thin. I don’t know if it’s because of his subjective feeling or because he didn’t eat for 23 days and only had intravenous high nutrition.

But this is not a problem. Zheng Ren gently touched Director Miao's pale face, then turned around and walked to the doctor's computer, and began to look for Director Miao's recent test form.

In two days, hundreds of tests were performed, Zheng Ren started from the beginning.

It took nearly half an hour before Zheng Ren looked at the test form from the beginning. The overall condition can be said to have recovered very quickly, which may be related to the timely operation and may be related to the rescue at 912 Hospital at all costs.

In the past two days, there have been eight consultations in the hospital alone, and almost all members of the health care team participated... Of course, except for Zheng Ren, Su Yun did not seem to have participated.

Many experts from outside the hospital also came, and the treatment results were satisfactory, which almost represents the highest medical technology level in the country.

Zheng Ren silently closed the workstation and felt a little more at ease.

If there were no special circumstances, Director Miao would have been alive, Zheng Ren is sure of this.

What remains is time to smooth the body and mind trauma. In this world, there is no better medicine than time.

Without communication or speaking, Zheng Ren walked out silently.

That's it, at least now, the situation is quite satisfactory. Zheng Ren took a deep breath and felt that there was still some negative energy in his body. Wait until it dissipated before getting in the car.

Zheng Ren doesn't want to pass on these negative energy to Xiao Yiren.

In his opinion, as long as you get on the Volvo with a bulging front and back, you will go home. Don’t bring any negative emotions such as fatigue into the car.

It was the first time that he lost his composure because of Director Miao. But Zheng Ren is now sober. He left a message to Xiao Yiren and walked in the hospital.

Although he returned to Haicheng and had a lot of surgery and did not take a serious rest, Zheng Ren felt that he was full of energy now.

I am really a hardworking life. Thinking of it, Zheng Ren smiled.

Before I knew it, I came to the outpatient clinic. There were many people in the lobby on the first floor, all of whom were here to register.

There are more people who can't afford the scalper number, and this is a way for them to get new life. Many people come with bedding. Zheng Ren knows that they may not be patients. It is possible that scalpers are only responsible for registration. Note 1

Looking at these registered people, Zheng Ren thought of Wu Hui. Perhaps the diagnosis and treatment in a community hospital will be delayed, but a doctor with high level cannot save everyone. But who can say the right and wrong of it?

Looking at it, Zheng Ren suddenly noticed that the system panel suddenly turned bright red.

Someone is seriously ill!

Zheng Ren walked towards the bright red background color. When he approached, he saw a set of tattered mattresses laying on the marble floor of the outpatient clinic. On it was a woman in her forties. Her face turned red, which should be caused by fever.

Her hair was messy and she knew she hadn't washed it for a long time, and it was a little oily and dirty. The man's hand gently brushed across her cheeks. Although she looked rude to herself, she was full of love for women.

The diagnosis of this big pig's hoof was very confusing. At least in Zheng Ren's opinion, it was like this after appendectomy, chronic infectious peritonitis, abdominal effusion, and multiple organ malformations.

There are many diagnoses, nothing too special.

As for the deformity of multiple organs, the most common ones people have heard of are mirror people. That is, the organs on the left are on the right, and the organs on the right are on the left.

Zheng Ren also heard people about the heart in the abdominal cavity.

They are in their 40s, and even if they have deformities in their organs, they are not a big deal. If it is very serious, they will die long ago, and there is absolutely no possibility of living to such an old age.

But what is the problem? Judging from the color of the system panel, if this person waits for the registration, it will probably be even worse and there is no chance of surgery.

"Where are you? Are you queuing up here to register?" Zheng Ren walked over, squatted down, and asked.

A man with a stern beard looked arrogant and glared at Zheng Ren and said, "I don't have the money to buy a high-priced registered ticket, get out!"

Zheng Ren smiled and didn't care. This man probably regarded himself as a number dealer, so he was so arrogant.

But it was also very difficult. What should I say when I was wearing casual clothes? If I said I was a 912 doctor, would everyone else come to see me for treatment?

Doing this makes me feel a little uncomfortable, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

"I'm not a number dealer, I'm a fortune teller." Zheng Ren said nonsense.

The bearded man looked at Zheng Ren with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's up to you to believe it or not." Zheng Ren wanted to speak nonsense, but someone next to him scolded: "There are too many masters here, and what school are you in? Tell me what kind of sect you are."

When he saw that this person was a scalper who stayed up late and passed the time with a smile. Zheng Ren didn't care, moved, approached his beard and whispered: "Did the patient's condition not improve after the appendicitis surgery, or did he continue to have a fever? The treatment in your local hospital is not effective. Now I'll come to the imperial capital."

The bearded man stared at Zheng Ren with a big eyes, and then a little light flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen hope.

"master……"

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