Chapter 795 I Am Not Pretending to Be Sick

"Will Chang Yue go back?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Su Yun, drink in the evening? You have to go to work in the afternoon." Chang Yue spoke to Su Yun in a negotiating tone.

Su Yun tilted his head, thought for a while, and sighed. Seeing that everyone had no appetite to eat, he stood up and went to pay the bill.

Although it has nothing to do with me, I must be very depressed when encountering such a thing.

The four walked back in silence, Zheng Ren was reflecting on his recent aggressiveness in work. Although the fundamental purpose is to cure diseases and save lives, the current medical environment in the imperial capital is fundamentally different from the frontline earthquake relief.

Walking into the gate, not only did the troublemakers on the other side not leave, but they were tossing like a raging fire.

Zheng Ren looked at the crowd of onlookers and sighed. Now there is no one in the pediatric department, and how many hospitals have closed the pediatric emergency department. Is it all right if all hospitals are closed?

At this moment, a woman hurriedly brushed past Zheng Ren and accidentally bumped into Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren was strong and strong, but nothing happened. The woman staggered and almost fell.

"Are you okay?" Zheng Ren asked quickly.

"It's okay, I'm sorry." The woman apologized anxiously, and ran forward again.

She looks in her forties, with white silk on her temples, heavy crow's feet around her eyes, and ordinary clothes. Although there are no patches, she looks like old clothes, even though they have been washed very clean.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to watch the fun?" Su Yun whispered.

At the door of the 912 emergency room, a woman in her thirties and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy stood there, as if waiting for someone. The woman held the little boy's hand and looked towards the pediatric emergency department.

The woman who bumped into Zheng Ren came in front of the two of them, and kept bowing and apologizing.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised, seeing the woman grabbing the little boy's hand, spanking his buttocks twice, and dragging him to leave the hospital.

Zheng Ren felt that something was wrong, so he walked over.

"If you don't study hard, you will know how to pretend to be sick every day!" The woman who bumped into Zheng Ren said angrily: "This time the teacher is tossing again. What do you want to do? If you can't do it, you can drop out of school. If you don't want to go, then don't read!"

"Mother Wang Dong, don't be like this, the child still needs to be educated." The woman who took the child at the beginning seemed to be a teacher, maybe the class teacher, and she brought the child to see a doctor.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu." Wang Dong's mother apologized repeatedly.

"Then I'll go first, there's still class in the afternoon." Teacher Zhu trotted away.

Wang Dong's mother twisted Wang Dong's ears hard, and the little boy grinned, almost crying.

"Cry! You still have the face to cry!" Wang Dong's mother pretended to scold him viciously, but tears glistened in her eyes.

She dragged Wang Dong's hand hard, pulling and pulling, trying to drag him away

Zheng Ren took a look here, probably understood what happened, and walked over immediately.

"Boss, why are you going?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

"I gonna go see."

"You meddle in other people's business when they teach their children a lesson." Su Yun was puzzled.

"The child has a problem, not pretending to be sick."

"..." Su Yun was stunned.

"Look at the red angiokeratoma on his ear." Zheng Ren said as he walked.

"When did your eyes look so good? Besides, isn't angiokeratoma normal? Hmm? Could it be angiokeratoma syndrome?" Su Yun asked.

"No." After speaking, Zheng Ren had already walked up to the woman, and said politely, "Excuse me, do you want to take the child back?"

"Ah?" Wang Dong's mother froze for a moment. Seeing that it was Zheng Ren, she was a little scared, and asked in a low voice, "Did I hit you? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor? I don't have money..."

Zheng Ren couldn't laugh or cry.

"No, I'm fine, what happened to your child?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I don't want to go to school every day, and I always say that my whole body hurts, and I want to go to the hospital. I took him to another hospital to see, and took a picture, and they said nothing happened. I also took the film to someone to see, and said it was all right. "Wang Dong's mother touched her eyes with grief as she spoke.

The little boy named Wang Dong looked up at his mother, and suddenly frowned, clutching his leg, "It hurts here, it really hurts."

"Looked at 912?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Teacher Zhu brought him here. There are many patients here, so Teacher Zhu called me. Pretend to be sick, and when you get home, I will let you pretend to be sick!" Wang Dong's mother had an angry but distressed expression on her face, which made people feel sick. It looked a little bitter.

"Little brother, what's your name?" Zheng Ren looked at the little boy and bent down to ask.

"Wang Dong."

Wang Dong's mother looked vigilant, pulled the child behind her, supported Wang Dong with both hands, and moved out a little bit.

It seemed that Zheng Ren was regarded as a bad guy.

"I'm the doctor of 912..." Zheng Ren explained dumbfoundingly, "I saw something wrong with his ears, so I wanted to ask about it."

"Huh?" Wang Dong's mother felt a little relieved when she saw Su Yun, Xie Yiren, and Chang Yue coming over. They didn't look like bad guys.

"Ear? What's wrong with the ear?" She glanced at it, but didn't notice the small keratinoma on the ear.

The keratinoma is very small, protruding only a few millimeters from the body surface, and it is red, and it is impossible to see it unless you look carefully. Even if you look carefully, you won't think there is anything wrong with it.

Zheng Ren tried his best to squeeze out a smile. Not far away was the turmoil of the hospital, and his smile looked so forced.

"Wang Dong, when do you feel pain?" Zheng Ren asked as gently as possible to avoid irritating Wang Dong and his mother.

If you really call the police and say that you are trying to abduct and traffic children, it will be a joke.

"Uncle, my arms and legs often hurt, especially after running. I just started physical education class, and the pain is unbearable." Wang Dong said timidly, "I'm not pretending to be sick, I'm really not pretending to be sick, I think Physical education class..."

"Have you been in pain since you were a child?" Zheng Ren asked again.

"It was okay when I was young, but it hurts more and more. Now I don't dare to exercise, but I envy them that they can play football." Wang Dong finally found someone who didn't say he was pretending to be sick, and tried his best to confide his grievances.

"Can I take a look at the child?" Zheng Ren looked at Wang Dong's mother, tried his best to smile gently, but then thought, let Su Yunlai do a better job of this kind of thing. The bruise on his face hasn't completely healed yet, so Yixiao looks more like a bad guy.

"Are you the doctor of 912?" Wang Dong's mother looked at Zheng Ren vigilantly, and then glanced at the rioting crowd at the pediatric emergency room, and asked.

"Boss, if you say that you have the habit of causing trouble without incident, it is despised." Su Yun stood behind and looked at Wang Dong carefully, but he didn't see any problems, and Wang Dong's mother obviously didn't trust him. Zheng Ren yelled at him.

"Fabry's disease is rare. If you don't believe me, I suggest you go in and see a doctor at 912, and then you'll find out after an examination." Zheng Ren didn't get angry, and continued to explain: "Early diagnosis, early treatment, It's all right."