"Let's have a CT scan first. You have a headache. You need to check if there is a chalctic infarction or intracranial hemorrhage." Zheng Ren looked at the long team behind him and felt helpless, wanting to help the person away.

It has nothing to do with medical ethics, this is the normal medical treatment process.

If you don’t do any examination, go to an infusion? That’s what the small clinic does. Zheng Ren doesn’t want to act too much like a “miracle doctor”. He just glances at the patient and tells the patient whether he has something to do.

"Are you sick?" The woman was unhappy all of a sudden, pointed at Zheng Ren's nose and sprayed her saliva on Zheng Ren's face, "I just want to get water. What examination do you give me? You doctors have lost money and you have to check it all day long, and you won't see a doctor without checking it?! Decades ago, when there was no CT machine, people would die?!"

"..." Zheng Ren was helpless.

This is all a fucking thing!

A row of patients were waiting for the treatment. The woman didn't even want to do a test, so she wanted an infusion.

He pointed at his nose and started to curse.

This is really reasonable and has no place to say anything.

A woman of this age is full of energy. If she really gets angry, she will be light and she will be able to roll around. She dares to take off her clothes and says Zheng Ren is molested in front of countless pairs of eyes. (Note 1)

If that were the case, Zheng Ren didn’t feel so embarrassing, but felt that he wasting time.

There are so many patients behind them. Although they don’t look too heavy, they can’t sit on the hard plastic chairs in the corridor and wait for the whole morning.

"It's mute!" Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't speak, the woman scolded proudly: "I just want to hang a water. You want me to spend a few hundred yuan to do the inspection. Your family's money is blown by the strong wind? Do you do this to be worthy of your conscience? Are you worthy of your white coat?"

"What a fucking angel in white, each of them is a wolf in human skin!"

The woman cursed for a few minutes. At this moment, Zheng Ren missed Su Yun very much.

That guy Su Yun... Forget it, it's probably in vain when he comes.

Faced with a criminal gang that trafficked children and came to the hospital to blackmail, Zheng Ren was just kicking up and was desperate.

But facing such a person...

You can't fight with her. Let's not talk about whether it's embarrassing or not. What should so many patients do later?

Life is so helpless.

Forget it, let’s do it yourself. But how should I deal with this?

Although Zheng Ren has practiced medicine for many years and has certain skills and experience in dealing with patients, he is helpless when encountering such unreasonable people.

"Hey, you're enough." A middle-aged man said later: "It's enough to go to the country to see a doctor. He's still scolding the doctor here."

Zheng Ren burst into tears, and finally someone said something for him.

"If you want to scold him, wait until he gets off work, you can scold him casually and don't delay our medical treatment." The middle-aged man continued.

Damn...Brother, can you speak?

Zheng Ren glanced at the man and burst into tears.

What does it mean to scold me if I want to scold me after get off work? Zheng Ren knew that this was what he said, but what he said was too unpopular.

With a low emotional intelligence, this man seems to have a lower emotional intelligence than his.

So speechless... No wonder there are fewer and fewer doctors in the emergency department. Who wants to do this kind of job?

However, the man successfully diverted the woman's attention, and the two people with bad tempers scolded each other.

The security guard persuaded two energetic people to the corridor and scolded them to the fullest.

Zheng Ren quickly seized the time to deal with the patient who had saved more than ten minutes.

While busy, he looked up and saw a patient appearing at the door of the emergency department. Zheng Ren quickly called him in.

This patient was systematically diagnosed with right pneumonia and a small amount of pleural effusion.

Pneumonia and pleural effusion can be said to be a serious inflammation. So Zheng Ren prescribed a CT scan on him and asked him to go for a checkup. He just waited for him to come back so that he could directly go to the hospital.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, that patient's condition is quite serious, and it will take you a few minutes." Zheng Ren politely explained to an elderly female patient in her sixties who was seeing a doctor.

"It's okay, kid, go and do it, I'm fine." The aunt was also very open-minded and replied.

Zheng Ren was relieved, like the kind of person just now, after all, he was a minority.

He waved and called the patient with pneumonia and pleural effusion in.

Pick up the movie and insert it on the movie reader.

"Your lung inflammation is very severe, and now there is inflammatory exudation, forming pleural effusion." Zheng Ren pointed to the image on the film with the pen in his hand and explained to the patient: "It is recommended that you be admitted to the hospital and rest for a period of time to avoid the inflammation from further aggravating, causing..."

"Doctor, why do you need anti-inflammatory drugs?" The man said disdainfully: "Put anti-inflammatory drugs are not good for your health, don't you know?"

"..." Zheng Ren was just happy and had a good reputation. He never expected the patient to say something like this.

"Isn't it just pneumonia?" the patient sneered, "I'm in good health, just give me a few days of oral medication."

"Your pneumonia is more serious..."

"You didn't hear clearly when I said something? Isn't it pneumonia? What's the big deal?" The man patted his chest with his hand, making a thud, showing his health. "I'll just take oral medicine for a few days, and I won't be hospitalized."

Zheng Ren wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when he saw the disdainful contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he said thousands of words in his heart, and they all turned into ashes.

"There were no anti-inflammatory drugs in ancient times, so people are still alive?"

Zheng Ren really wanted to tell him what was the average life expectancy in ancient times and what was the average life expectancy in modern times.

But when the words came to his mouth, they turned into sighs.

Even if you transform into a sage spirit, it is meaningless.

"Child, the doctor said, you should do as you want." The aunt in her sixties behind advised.

"Auntie, you don't know that these doctors need anti-inflammatory drugs for every disease. A few days ago, I read a public account and said that anti-inflammatory drugs consumed by Chinese people..." Men also have a good memory. He can tell 70 to 80% of the things on the public account.

Like popular science, I taught my aunt a health care class.

Zheng Ren felt helpless. Generally, if you encounter one or two in a week, it would be considered too many. Why did you encounter two in a row today?

Anyone who has no illness, but wants to get hangover.

One of them is very sick, but he doesn't say anything about antibiotics.

"You really aren't hospitalized?" Zheng Ren found the patient's medical information, printed out two hospitalization forms for hospitalization in the respiratory department, and asked.

"Of course." The man looked arrogant, as if he could see through all the tricks in the world.

Smart, wise.

"This is for you. Whether you are hospitalized or not, you decide for yourself. If you want to be hospitalized, you can pay the money at the hospital collection office at any time with the hospital bill, and then go to the respiratory department for hospitalization." Zheng Ren absolutely fulfilled his obligations, "I want to keep this. Please write the words that refuse to be admitted to the hospital later."
Chapter completed!