Chapter 539

"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.

The doctor at 120 had a strange expression on his face, and hurried towards Zheng Ren.

On the system panel at the top right of Zheng Ren's field of vision, there is a piece of light green, it's all right, what's going on here?

"Mr. Zheng, this group of people quarreled with the waiter in the bath and got into a fight." The doctor at 120 wanted to laugh, but if he laughed, he would be making himself uncomfortable.

He suppressed his laughter, and reported to Zheng Ren: "There is only one heavier one, and the 120 of the People's Hospital went early and picked it up. The rest are no big deal, I packed 8 of them in a car."

Later, another car came back, and it was also 8 middle-aged people.

The clothes they were wearing were messy, and some even came here with a bath towel and a pair of trousers on in the winter.

This is amazing!

Zheng Ren is distressed, if there is frostbite, whoever you say is right.

"Why don't you let them get dressed!" Zheng Ren's tone was a little harsh.

"Mr. Zheng, the side of the waiter in the bath was forced to be pulled away. We dare not delay for too long. If it takes too long, it will be difficult to explain if we fight again." Doctor 120 was also aggrieved and complained.

Zheng Ren nodded and said, "Contact the bath and ask them to send you clothes. If they are afraid of losing money and belongings, you can tell them that someone has frostbite, and they will take full responsibility for it!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren brought the patients to the consulting room, and began to help the surgeon on duty to check the body and issue orders.

As soon as he arrived at the consulting room, Zheng Ren heard a burst of grief-stricken cries.

"It's not that we can't beat them. We wear slippers, and when we try hard we fall somersaults. We really can't beat them." A big brother cried very sadly, telling his experience of losing, "The shoes they wear are Non-slip bottom, how do you say it?"

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

Going to take a bath in the middle of the day, with a dozen or twenty people, can fight with the waiter, which is pretty amazing. It is estimated that there are too many people, and the waiter didn't take good care of it. Some people had dirty mouths, and the two sides quarreled.

As for fighting, the waiters in the bath are all young men in their twenties, all of them young. And it is normal to wear non-slip shoes when working there. On the wet ground, there are all kinds of bath foam and so on. This fight is really impossible.

But this big brother is too wronged, he cried like this in the emergency room.

Zheng Ren was helpless.

In this case, it will not work if there are too few inspections. No matter what is uncomfortable, all should be checked. Otherwise, there will be trouble in a few days.

Maybe it won't take a few days, but there will be trouble soon.

They can't beat the waiter in the bath, but they may unleash their anger on the hospital.

Although Director Kong is well-informed, he rarely sees such strange things. At this moment, he drank some wine, relaxed his mood, and pretended to be a family member of the patient in the corridor, looking around to understand the whole picture of the emergency department of Haicheng No. 1 Hospital.

This batch of patients was being processed, and a young man who looked like a foreman brought a dozen young men to the emergency department.

Zheng Ren's heart tightened. He was very afraid that the two groups would have another bloody battle in the emergency department.

All of them are strong and strong. When dozens of people fight in a melee, it is normal for one or two to be killed or maimed.

Taking a glance, he saw Fan Tianshui standing at the door of the surgery clinic like a javelin, holding a rubber baton in his hand.

Although the baton was meant to scare people, it felt different when Fan Tianshui held it in his hand.

Zheng Ren felt relieved.

The foreman came to the emergency surgery clinic, unexpectedly, without any hands-on idea. He looked around first, as if looking for someone. Afterwards, his eyes fixed on Zheng Ren.

After Zheng Ren finished dealing with the patient, he walked into the consulting room, bowed slightly, and asked politely, "Excuse me, you are Mr. Zheng, right?"

Zheng Ren nodded, not knowing where it came from.

"Brother Six specifically told me not to make trouble in the emergency department of the city's No. 1 hospital. Mr. Zheng, do you think it's convenient for you?" the foreman asked.

"Speaking of things, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked calmly, ignoring the foreman's eyes.

Seeing this, the foreman knew that he didn't care about stuffing money by himself. There was no other way, so I had to do business.

"You said hello, so we will do it." The foreman then said: "I brought some unnecessary clothes, let my brothers wear them first. Their clothes are all sealed up, and there are videos, so they are not afraid of losing them."

Zheng Ren nodded, and began to appreciate this young man's ability in handling things.

"What's your name?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Mr. Zheng, you are too polite. I don't need your surname Zhao, you can call me Xiao Zhao." The foreman said with a smile: "I will take them to pay and check, and you can send an escort to guide the way. "

Yo, did you think of this?

Wouldn't it be to take this group of people away and beat them up again?

Zheng Ren immediately laughed, thinking too much. After that bloody passion, that is, the moment of passionate crime, who would beat someone to death? They were all ordinary people, not special forces with Fan Tianshui's profession.

"Well, talk to them well," Zheng Ren instructed.

"Don't worry." The foreman said with a smile: "If I don't do well what Brother Six specially ordered, I'll pack up and return home from Haicheng tomorrow. I'm really ashamed to stay in Haicheng."

What I said, anyway, the hidden flattery made Zheng Ren feel very comfortable.

This young man is a master, Zheng Ren judged.

"That's fine, you guys go." Zheng Ren didn't stand up until this moment and stretched out his hand.

The foreman had a gentle and unflattering smile on his face, which made people feel close. He shook hands with Zheng Ren and left his contact information. If there is any movement over there, contact Zheng Ren.

Watching them leave, Zheng Ren shook his head and walked out of the consultation room.

"Boss Zheng, I didn't mean you, so you put all your energy into this?" Director Kong complained.

Zheng Ren smiled honestly and did not argue with Director Kong.

In fact, Director Kong is right. Compared with the TIPS operation, this kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning at all.

Zheng Rengang wanted to greet Director Kong to sit in the emergency ward for a while, when he heard mournful shouts from the corridor.

"Doctor, help!"

Heart rate instantly 120 beats/min.

Zheng Ren didn't have time to talk to Director Kong, so he ran to the door of the emergency room.

In the corridor, a group of people rushed over. The one at the front is a greasy man with a person on his back.

Because of the presence of a strong man, Zheng Ren couldn't see the patient's system panel clearly, so he quickly pointed to the emergency room and said, "Here!"

The group of people rushed to the emergency room and put the person on the back on the bed.

No blood, no color, not even breath.

The diagnosis was - fractured ribs, fractured sternum, crushed heart, cardiac tamponade. The handwriting was blurred, as if it was about to disappear into the background of the white system panel.

Zheng Ren rushed forward, pushed away the big man who was carrying the patient, ripped off the patient's clothes, and shouted, "How did you get hurt!"