"Yiren, Heizi is here." Zheng Ren called and said to Xie Yiren: "I'm at the back door of the emergency department."

"Yeah, don't worry."

After saying that, Zheng Ren looked at Heizi with a smile and asked, "Are you causing trouble on the way?"

Heizi didn't know whether he understood or not, so he hunched Zheng Ren's hand with his nose, and then put his head under his hands.

Zheng Ren touched Heizi's head and recalled Chang Yue's condition. It should be nothing wrong. He was relieved. He sat on the steps, took out a cigarette, and lit one.

If there were no messy things, life would seem good, and it would be better if everyone was not sick or ill. However, this rescue was different from usual. Zheng Ren obviously felt nervous when he was under the chest heart.

This is just a heart compression outside the chest. It is hard to imagine whether you will be timid if you look directly at the pressure after incision.

"Heizi, how did you come out?" Zheng Ren smoked, watched a leaf floating from the sky, threw Chang Yue, who was bleeding from his imagination, to the side, and asked leisurely.

He didn't expect to get Heizi's answer, but just said it casually. If he didn't say anything, he would definitely feel a little scared. Zheng Ren couldn't imagine what Chang Yue would look like at home and dared not think about it.

Those who are sad and disgrace are just a difference, and this sentence makes sense.

"Don't be naughty, I know sometimes you will be lonely at home, but not everyone likes you."

"I have the opportunity to take you to the grassland, just like I took you to the desert last time. Heizi, are you having fun in the desert?"

Zheng Ren seemed to be talking to himself, smoking a cigarette while touching Heizi's head. Heizi leaned gently on Zheng Ren's leg and rubbed lazily.

[They said that they should write a love song quickly, and appreciate it by both the elite and the masses...]

The phone rang. Because he was in the hospital, Zheng Ren's heart was not so severe.

After taking a look, it was Christian Zheng Ren a little confused. This guy seemed to have been in contact with him frequently recently.

It is said that it is a lot to be a big shot like him who takes the initiative to contact him once a year or two.

I really don’t want to deal with this group of porphyria patients. Zheng Ren still clearly remembers that there are diagnosis written in strange text on the system panel of everyone, including Christian.

"Hello, Kerry." Zheng Ren answered the phone and said with a smile.

"No more."

"There are so many cosmetic surgery experts, you send her to me..."

Zheng Ren chatted with Christian in Dutch for five minutes. This time, Zheng Ren really knew what an old man is. Kerry was really thick-skinned. Faced with Zheng Ren's clear rejection, he still smiled and said gracefully.

Zheng Ren was embarrassed to refuse the treatment from the bottom of his heart.

This is a common problem among domestic doctors, and no one can avoid the common people.

After thinking about it, Zheng Ren had just completed a big task and was not panicked.

Take your time, anyway, it's just a "small" operation to transplant fat.

After putting down the phone, Yiren had not come out yet, probably was chatting with Chang Yue. Zheng Ren thought, and smiled in his heart.

Unfortunately, Kuroko came here by herself and wanted to watch it himself.

After chatting with Heizi for a while, Zheng Ren vaguely heard the sound of a child crying in the corridor.

In the past, when he was in the urology department, Zheng Ren was most afraid of meeting a little boy with phimosis.

The heart-wrenching crying made Zheng Ren feel a sense of fear in his heart like a stone. Usually, when he encounters such a small patient, Zheng Ren will ask other colleagues to help him deal with it.

The crying became louder and louder, and Zheng Ren sighed, What's wrong with this child?

"Zheng Ren, Sister Yue said she wanted to go home." Xie Yiren pushed the door out. When the door opened, the crying reached the peak, and Zheng Ren shivered.

"Go home? Don't want it." Zheng Ren said.

"I'm looking at Heizi, go and talk to Sister Yue." Xie Yiren said: "I'm also worried that it's dangerous to go home, so it's safer to observe 24 hours."

Seeing Xie Yiren come out, Heizi immediately turned against him and ran to Yiren and happily circled around him.

Zheng Ren smiled and walked into the corridor.

A little boy was crying loudly in the corridor. Zheng Ren walked closer and took a look. The system panel was medium red and the diagnosis on it was also clear - allergic dermatitis.

The right hand is heavy, the left hand is slightly lighter, and the other positions on the body... the corner of the mouth is a little, and it is gone.

What kind of toy should be, Zheng Ren guessed.

The doctor in the emergency department was talking to the child's mother about the condition, but the child was crying very hard, and the explanation process was intermittent. It seemed that when he just looked at the wound under the gauze with his right hand, it caused severe pain.

"Consider it's allergic dermatitis, what have you been exposed to recently?"

"No, the child goes to kindergarten every day and goes home without getting in touch with anything." The child's mother replied.

"Doctor, how did the child do this?" an elderly man asked anxiously from the side.

"Isn't this asking? Think about it carefully, what have children come into contact with recently."

"Contact... is all kinds of toys, watching TV, eating, and not touching anything toxic." Several adults in the family were confused with capital letters, and they recalled them repeatedly for a long time but couldn't find out what the problem was.

"Don't worry, think about it all." said the doctor in the emergency department.

"I really don't have one. The toy I bought for him recently is a puzzle, but he doesn't like it."

The consultation was directly in a deadlock.

Another patient with appendicitis came, and the emergency surgeon called Tang Haitao out and went to the emergency department by himself.

Tang Haitao walked out, glanced at the child's hand, and asked, "Have you played with slime?"

“…”

Zheng Ren and the patient's family were all stunned.

The system panel gave the diagnosis, and Zheng Ren was still thinking about the source of the disease, but he didn't expect Tang Haitao to say it all at once. This guy is very powerful.

The patient's family nodded blankly.

"My son has been buying this and checking it. It contains borax inside." Tang Haitao looked at the child's hands and said with distress: "Look at what you did."

"Doctor, what is borax?"

"Uh..." Tang Haitao was stunned for a moment, then glared at the little patient's mother, "Don't you look at it before buying something for your child?"

Several parents of the young patient were stunned.

"Don't matter what it is, things like crystal mud contain borax and stickiness. The child's hands will be like this after playing with them. What if they eat them?" Tang Haitao looked at the little patient's hands and taught the patient's family a little distressedly.

This... is a bit over the past, but Tang Haitao is already a parent, so what he thinks must be different from his own.
Chapter completed!