"You're stupid. We are still mainly engaged in medical care. What can we do if we hold Director Pan's thigh?" A doctor muttered in a low voice when he saw Zheng Renling in the corridor.

"Yes, you see, he doesn't even dare to go for a physical examination. Is this the rhythm of admitting defeat? No, it's not possible. General surgery is not possible, but it's not possible to come to the emergency department."

"I'm so cowardly. Old Yuan is not very good at it. Go and try it. It's better than being slapped in the face like this."

Some people had previously been frustrated by Zheng Ren because of Yuan Li's unruly attitude, but when they saw that he didn't even go to the clinic, they began to despise him.

It’s not their fault, being a doctor depends on your ability.

People who only know how to flatter and flatter, can't do anything in clinical practice even if they go to the government. If they encounter a medical accident, they will lose everything.

With the strange eyes of many people, Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed and quickly read all the information that appeared again, and had a more accurate understanding of the condition in his heart.

He put the bag in his hand on the chair at the nurse's station and said to the head nurse: "The patient was diagnosed with cerebral hemorrhage just now, which is not large, but there is a risk. When he had a head CT scan, he sent someone to follow him with a first aid kit and sent him directly to the neurosurgery department after the test."

"..." The head nurse was stunned.

"..." The doctors and nurses in the corridor were stunned.

What is this? Without even the most basic consultation or physical examination, we can tell if a patient who came in had a cerebral hemorrhage or a patient who came in by himself and looked at nothing.

Just kidding.

"No wonder I was rushed to the emergency department by the general surgery department, it was just this level." A gynecologist glanced at Zheng Ren, too lazy to watch the excitement, turned around and returned to the clinic.

"Haha, I haven't seen this kind of evil doctor for many years."

"Yes, I'm sent to the neurosurgery department, aren't I waiting for a quarrel? I'll watch it in a fun time." The others were gloating.

"Xiao Zheng, we can't treat the doctor like this." The head nurse felt a little reluctant and said earnestly.

"Princess nurse, I'm not familiar with this. Please find someone to send him for a checkup." Zheng Ren smiled, "Is my locker key there?"

This person...the head nurse was speechless.

It’s really a person who wants to die, but he can’t even bring him back.

Even if you are a relative of Director Pan's family, no! Even if you are Director Pan's biological son, and you are so stupid to see a doctor, no one will listen to you.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was very determined, the head nurse was angry and took out a key and threw it to Zheng Ren.

"Thank you." Zheng Ren picked up the bag and began to pack up his things.

Soon, Yuan Li asked for a consultation and the physical examination was completed. Seeing that Zheng Ren had not come in, he gave the patient a head CT examination form and asked the patient to do the examination by himself.

This kid is so scared that he doesn't even dare to enter the clinic. Yuan Li feels secretly happy.

Before the patient could leave the house, a young nurse came in, "Let's go, I'll take you to pay the fee and do the examination."

Yuan Li was stunned when he saw the young nurse holding a first aid kit in his hand.

"What's this for?"

"Mr. Zheng said that the patient is in danger and let someone follow him." The young nurse was also very unhappy and muttered.

A first aid kit has at least five or six kilograms, and it’s very tiring to run around.

The new hospitalization can really make trouble. He dared not fight with Dr. Yuan and vent his anger on the nurse. The young nurse looked unhappy and cursed in her heart.

Isn’t this nonsense? Yuan Lihuo stood up.

"I'm very sick?" The patient was so scared that his face turned a little pale and asked carefully.

"There is no disease, it's just a nerve headache caused by poor rest and physical fatigue." Yuan Li said: "It's a prudent thing to do CT. Don't worry, it's okay."

After comforting the patient, he waited for the young nurse and the patient to turn around the corner of the corridor and saw no trace of his back. Yuan Li ran to Zheng Ren angrily and scolded: "Are you a doctor? Do you have some medical ethics?"

Yuan Li was preparing to stand at the commanding heights of morality and launch a fatal blow to the airborne hospitalization.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"The patient just now came to the hospital because of a headache. When asked about his medical history, he would have symptoms of headache after masturbation. Yesterday, he masturbated a little too much, and it hurt all night, so he came to see it." Yuan Li said anxiously: "It is a neurological headache caused by poor rest..."

"The patient's diagnosis should be cerebral hemorrhage. He was pushed in a wheelchair to do the examination, and then he went directly to the neurosurgery after the patient." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"Using a wheelchair?" Yuan Li sneered: "Does it be time to send you to the neurosurgery department with a flat car to see if you have cerebral hemorrhage?"

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Zheng Ren doesn't care. It's hard to believe this. If he hadn't done a combined pancreatic duodenectomy alone at his peak yesterday, he wouldn't have believed it even.

The patient's medical history was too strange. The nurses covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Several doctors were chatting, talking about similar cases they had experienced.

At this time, no one paid attention to Zheng Ren anymore. Do you need to pay attention to a young doctor who is destined to fail?

Yuan Li sneered and said, "The mud cannot support the wall."

After saying that, he walked back to the surgical clinic with his hands behind his back.

In Yuan Li's opinion, he must win. There is an example in his hand. Even if Director Pan comes back and argues with Zheng Ren, there is nothing to say.

This case is a powerful tool for slapping the face!

More than ten minutes later, a tall and fat doctor rushed into the emergency department in a hurry.

"Who was sent to the neurosurgery department just now?" Dr. Gao Pang's voice was also loud, and his voice echoed throughout the corridor, buzzing.

Fortunately, the emergency department is the most leisurely and has the least patients in the morning, otherwise someone will have a heart attack after this throat.

"Haha, the neurosurgeon doctor is here to find an explanation." The internal medicine doctor was watching the fun, "Just say Mr. Zheng is not reliable. How about it? He's here to come."

"The patient who had nothing happened was sent directly to the ward. I was embarrassed for him when I said this."

"Oh, when will a great doctor come to our emergency department? Don't just put any bad guys in the emergency department."

A map cannon was shot out, and the doctor who was watching the fun changed his face. Are you even hurting yourself?

You suckling guy, who do you think is suckling guy?

Zheng Ren walked over when he heard the question and said, "Brother Zhang, I sent it there."

"Zheng Ren? Are you really here in the emergency room?" Dr. Zhang also knew Zheng Ren, but after greeting him, he looked stern and said seriously: "Today we have three aneurysms, can you not cause trouble for us?"

"Make trouble?"

"A patient who has nothing to do can be treated casually in the emergency room. Why do you send it to the ward?" Dr. Zhang became more and more unhappy the more he said. "I heard from the nurse that you diagnosed cerebral hemorrhage. There was no CT scan, and the signs of cerebral hemorrhage did not exist. How did you diagnose it? How did you have such a high level?"

"Three aneurysms, then you guys are busy today." Zheng Ren said: "The patient has a tiny aneurysm that seeps blood. I hope it's okay."

"..." The more you listened, the more you became angry, and the tiny aneurysm was bleeding. Do you, a general surgeon, know what is the probability of a tiny aneurysm? What are the chances of bleeding? Do you need to induce conditions? Do you know what clinical manifestations are there?

Just as he was about to speak, Dr. Zhang's cell phone rang.

"Hey?" Dr. Zhang answered the phone.

"What are you doing? The patient who just arrived was unconscious, his pupils dilated on both sides and his reflex to light disappeared." A voice said hurriedly: "The CT was just uploaded, and it was a cerebral hemorrhage caused by a ruptured aneurysm. Come back and rescue it quickly!"

When everyone present was stunned when they heard the phone call.

Dr. Zhang's eyes twitched twice, turned around and ran away, and the sound of dong dong was like an elephant running wildly.

Yuan Li heard the neurosurgeon coming to find trouble and leaned out to watch the fun.

But he guessed the beginning, but not the end.

"Is there really a cerebral hemorrhage?" Yuan Li was stunned and said to himself.

Zheng Ren happened to pass by Yuan Li, and when he heard his doubts, he smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!