I understand in my heart that people who are confused on the surface can still see it most of the time. If they are in a grassroots hospital, they can just push them directly to the higher hospital.

As for how to deal with the superior hospital, we need to take care of the personality and way of dealing with the bed doctor and the professor in the group.

But this kind of brain is very troublesome.

He believes that it can be cured as long as it is sent to the hospital and no complications can be accepted.

This kind of patient can be explained clearly, which is also amazing.

Zheng Ren was too lazy to ask what happened and how Chang Yue communicated. In fact, it was mainly because of the question, and Chang Yue probably won’t explain it.

"I'll look at Dr. Mehal. If the operation time is determined, then the patient's operation will be determined." Zheng Ren said.

"Fugui'er came once in the morning." Chang Yue and Zheng Ren said: "I said you had surgery, and he said you came back and told him."

"Okay, I'm going to go there once. Since Fugui'er is coming, then I'll ask about the situation and I'll go there with him." Zheng Ren sat on the chair, lazy and was about to fall asleep.

Chang Yue took out his cell phone and called Professor Rudolph Wagner while he was a little hesitant. Although Zheng Ren felt comfortable in the sun, he noticed this.

After the call, Zheng Ren asked: "Is there something wrong in the ward? Or something else?"

"Mr. Zheng, today the patients have been discharged one after another, and new patients have been admitted..."

"Is there any problem? I'll take a look." Zheng Ren didn't care much about the patient's situation. In 912, the outpatient admission of patients was a slow diagnosis. Those who were really anxious were all going to the emergency department, so where could the outpatient admission be taken?

Chang Yue turned his hand and closed the door with a serious expression.

It was lunch break, and there were only Zheng Ren and Liu Zewei in the office except her.

This action made Zheng Ren serious. Liu Zewei also stopped the work at hand and looked at Chang Yue attentively with a serious expression.

"You take a look at the patient. If you are sure, I recommend notifying the medical department and calling the police for handling." Chang Yue said cautiously.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

"When Lao Liu and I went to see the patient, his hands were good." Chang Yue said: "I just passed by and saw the patient's daughter feeding him, hiding her hands in the quilt."

Zheng Ren knew that things would definitely not be that simple.

"I went to take a look. The patient's hands were tied up, and he was very angry and refused to eat. But his daughter said she didn't let go of anything, and the patient finally gave up on his struggle." Chang Yue said seriously: "It looks very pitiful, and I highly suspect that it was illegal detention."

"Illegal detention and even brought to the imperial capital for medical treatment?" Zheng Ren expressed his thoughts.

"This is what I can't understand." Chang Yue was also confused, "I haven't communicated with the patient's family yet, and I want to wait for you to come back to make an idea."

"Let's go and have a look." Zheng Ren simply stood up and strode out.

Chang Yue followed Zheng Ren, and at this time she looked like a clinical tutor.

When he arrived at a ward, Chang Yue took two steps quickly and whispered to Zheng Ren: "The patient by the window."

Zheng Ren walked over and saw a woman in her forties sitting at the bedside table, cutting fruits. She was very serious and skillful.

The apple skin is connected into a line, hanging down and swaying slightly.

She said while peeling the fruit, "Dad, don't lose your temper. This is the imperial capital, not our family. If you annoy the doctor and nurse and get kicked out, all our money will be wasted during this period."

The patient was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and his face looked annoyed.

It seems that he doesn't want to eat apples at all, he is just angry.

"This is Professor Zheng, and your father's surgery will be performed by Professor Zheng." Chang Yue introduced to the patient's family.

Professor Zheng Ren was stunned, and then remembered that Director Mao seemed to have taken four red books that day. While he and Su Yun were promoted to the senior and deputy vocational college, they also turned into professors.

I thought it was far away, but I didn't expect it to be right in front of me. I just forgot it, but Chang Yue still remembered it.

When the patient's daughter saw the doctor coming, she immediately stood up. She held an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, and wanted to say hello to Zheng Ren, but the things in her hands were too unserious.

She was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll take a look at the patient." Zheng Ren looked at the woman from the corner of his eyes and said casually. At the same time, his brows frowned.

The red color of the patient's system panel is very prominent, because of portal hypertension. In addition, there are a lot of senile diseases. A rare diagnosis is mixed in, and Zheng Ren almost passed by it.

He was slightly stunned, looked at it for a few seconds, and started to check the body before the patient's family discovered the abnormality.

He first comforted the patient and communicated with the patient.

The patient has a very strong temper, as stubborn as a child, and refuses to talk to Zheng Ren. The patient's daughter is a little embarrassed and cramped, afraid that Zheng Ren will be angry.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "Patients with liver disease have bad tempers, but it's best to control this."

The patient's daughter nodded repeatedly.

"There is no scientific basis, but this is the reason for the liver stagnation in traditional Chinese medicine. We are Western medicine, and we just talk about things about traditional Chinese medicine casually. In fact, some statements still make sense." Zheng Ren said with a smile, and he formed a relationship with the patient and the patient's family.

"Yes, my father has had a bad temper since I was a child. Now he is old and his temper is getting worse and worse." The patient's daughter said with deep feelings.

Zheng Ren lifted the quilt and saw that the patient had his hands tied to the bed. He used a white cloth strap, which was very wide. He seemed to be afraid that the patient would struggle too hard and cause ischemia.

There is also a red rope for each of their hands, like the one used for praying for blessings.

The patient's daughter wanted to explain, but when she saw that Zheng Ren seemed to have not seen it, she asked the patient to circle his legs, rub his hands, and start checking his body.

The examination was completed quickly, and Zheng Ren also looked at all the patients who had just been admitted to the same ward.

After the examination, Zheng Ren waved to the daughter of the first patient before leaving and signaled her to come.

When he arrived at the office, Zheng Ren sat down with a smile on his face and asked, "Does the patient have a history of cerebral infarction? Why should he tie it up?"

The patient's daughter heard Zheng Ren's direct question, with a strange expression, but then she lowered her head with great worries.

Chang Yue sat aside and carefully observed the expressions and movements of the patient's family.

"It should be explained before the operation, otherwise once the patient becomes restless during the operation, the outcome will be unimaginable." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Professor Zheng..." the patient's daughter whispered. It was really awkward to call such a young doctor a professor.

"Um."

"Then what, I'll tell the truth, but after you finish speaking, don't stop treating my father." The patient's daughter said hesitantly.

"Don't worry." Zheng Ren smiled, generous and calm.

"My dad is possessed by evil spirits. If he doesn't tie it up, he will strangle himself to death." A gloomy fear appeared in the woman's eyes.

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