"If you have something to do, go home and talk." Zheng Ren said lightly, turned around and was about to leave.

"I didn't! You were the ones who wronged me!" the woman roared, muttering the same words as before, and there was only confusion and helplessness in her eyes.

Zheng Ren shook his head. He didn't want to worry about these messy things.

It is difficult for honest officials to make a decision on family affairs. Zheng Ren has been working in clinical practice for a long time and is more resistant to the sense of justice and telling who is right and who is wrong.

That is the job of a judge, not what the doctor should do. Just now, I just pulled the two of them away and prevented the man from continuing to hit people.

If you can pass, you will pass, if you can’t pass, you will leave. What are you doing when you hit someone?

"I tested the child twice, and called the blood transfusion department and repeatedly confirmed that there would be no mistakes." The pediatrician doctor said: "If it is wrong, it is probably you..."

When Zheng Ren turned around and left, he heard the pediatric doctor and the woman say.

"I didn't!" the woman screamed, and from the beginning she seemed to say only one sentence.

"Actually, there is a probability of blood type, and there will be errors in many situations. Either you two find time to do a paternity test? The surgery... are not in a hurry, I..."

Before the pediatrician could finish his advice, Zheng Ren heard a mess of voices coming from behind.

Several people tried their best to pull the woman, but she wanted to open the window as if she was crazy. It seemed that she wanted to jump off the building and show her ambitions to die.

She was very determined, and even a few people were holding each other around her, she couldn't hold on.

Zheng Ren turned around and saw this scene. He was a little surprised at first, but then his heart moved. It seemed that the woman really didn't seem to have something to do, but it didn't matter. He couldn't think of anything else, so he didn't die first.

Turning around, Zheng Ren grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her down.

"Don't be excited, calm down." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"You... are wronged me...I...I...didn't..." The woman sobbed, her speech intermittently and uncontrollably.

"The blood type may be inaccurate, don't be so excited first." Zheng Ren said.

But this sentence is completely unconvincing. Even if there is a bonus of charm, the woman seems to have not heard it when she is excited.

It was a mess here, and Zheng Ren felt a headache.

Seeing that the man and the woman couldn't listen, Zheng Ren had no choice but to let the pediatric doctor and several others control the woman, and then came to the man and asked, "Are you type O blood?"

The man was a little confused in his anger. After calming down, everything he had built in the past disappeared, leaving only a ruin.

He murmured something, Zheng Ren listened carefully, and he said softly that it was fake... it was fake...

This is the three views that are broken, and I am completely confused, Zheng Ren sighed.

"Brother, calm down, why is it not certain?" Zheng Ren wanted to pull the man up, but he was as heavy as a pile of mud.

"Get up." Zheng Renjian pulled him away, "Follow me to smoke a cigarette and calm down."

After a big deal, Zheng Rencai and several security guards dragged the man to the smoking room outside.

Zheng Ren lit a cigarette and handed it to the man.

His eyes were empty and unconsciously, and he subconsciously took the cigarette and took a sip.

With just one puff of cigarette, the man started coughing violently. Although it was painful, the stimulation of tobacco seemed to awaken a little vitality.

"If you can't smoke, don't smoke." Zheng Ren said.

The man was stubborn and didn't say anything, and took a deep breath of cigarette. The spicy tobacco stimulated his respiratory tract, and another violent cough, he woke up a little.

"Don't panic first, I'll take you to the emergency room for a check-up later." Zheng Ren said.

The man was silent and didn't seem to hear what Zheng Ren was saying.

"If you have type O blood, there is a low probability that you will have a pseudo-o situation." Zheng Ren said a long story short and then asked: "Do you know your blood type, has it been blood transfusion or a physical examination?"

"Physical examination." The man whispered.

"I haven't had blood transfusions, right?" Zheng Ren asked again in order to make sure.

The man nodded gently and smoked a cigarette in silence.

"Your lover almost jumped off the building just now. Don't be so excited, just calm down." Zheng Ren said.

But the man ignored him, just smoked silently and coughed.

Zheng Ren knew that he was the kind of person who spoke without a back pain while standing. When encountering such a thing, who could calm down?

Wait and see, Zheng Ren has already thought of a way to deal with the problem after a cigarette.

"Eason Chan, you know." Zheng Ren asked.

The security guards around were stunned for a moment.

Boss Zheng said why this is done? At this time, chatting will not go to Eason Chan.

"Eason Chan has type O blood, his wife Xu Haoying has type B blood, and Eason Chan's child Chen Kangti type A blood." Zheng Ren said, "Although the probability is small, it is indeed possible."

After hearing what Zheng Ren said, the man raised his head blankly.

Maybe the examples given by Zheng Ren are too direct, or maybe Eason Chan is too famous, is this top singer also his own situation?

The man's eyes had a little bit of emotion, but more of it was confusion and... fear.

"The probability of one in ten thousand is that Mumbai blood type is the so-called pseudo-type blood type." Zheng Ren saw that the man seemed to be listening to him, so he patted his shoulder, "Don't think about the worst of everything, check it out later."

"You..." the man looked at Zheng Ren and asked in confusion.

"I am a doctor from 912." Zheng Ren knew that he was not wearing any white clothes when he went to the cafeteria to have dinner, so he explained.

"Abo blood type is not only controlled by the three genes i, ia, and ib, but also the precursor h/h. When the genotype is hh, both i, ia and ib are manifested as type O, and when the genotype is h, the blood type is determined by i, ia, and ib." What Zheng Ren did not say is easy to understand.

He did not want men to understand, but used professional vocabulary to stabilize men's hearts.

Not knowing how to be wise is a very common method. In fact, the patient's family does not need to know much professional knowledge. After all, they have specialties in their profession. They only need to know that the doctor who treats themselves or relatives is very professional.

"Doctor, your surname is yours?" The man was indeed shocked and asked in a low voice.

"Don't be too excited if you have anything to do. Beat your wife in public. Is there anything like you?"

The man lowered his head awkwardly.

"After smoking, take you to the emergency room and have a test," Zheng Ren said, "If it is true, you will be a blessing in disguise."

"ah?"
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