The middle-aged man is a little fat and looks gentle. His face is red by being beaten and scolded by his old man.

When the patient was sent, he might not know what happened. However, the families of the hundreds of patients present knew the entire rescue process and witnessed everything through the unclosed door of the emergency room.

Most of them didn't know why Zheng Ren offended the unreasonable old lady. But no one was a fool, and everyone could vaguely guess what was going on.

The slap slapped the old man's son in the face, but many people present blushed.

Seeing the elderly man struggling to get up on the bed and refusing his son's persuasion again and again, people seemed to have been stabbed by a needle in their hearts.

It hurts, but it doesn't feel numb.

"You still have the face to come!" A woman in her thirties stood up and pointed at the arrogant old lady next to the Black Tower in anger and said, "Aren't you sick? Are you going to die? Why are you jumping around? Relive it? Go back and buy coffin boards quickly. With your virtue, you have to buy thicker coffin boards, otherwise you can't suppress you."

"You..." The old lady was a little confused by the scolding. Just as she was about to retort, the woman walked out and stood in the middle of the corridor, with her waist on her waist, so she was extremely stingy: "The one in my house was the first to send it, and she was just one breath. Are you fucking nothing, and you are making trouble."

"Yes, I saw her hit the police."

"Yes, I said I was going to die, and I was still holding the dean's collar. If Dr. Zheng hadn't pushed her away, the rescue medicine could not be allocated on time, and people might have died."

"If you want to die, it's not just one or two."

The family members of the patient in a corridor empathized with it.

When the patient was sent, his whole body was blue and gray, and he looked strange. Moreover, his condition was progressing very quickly. When he saw a good person, he began to turn blue and fell down. He didn't know how to live or die. No one could stand it.

When we arrived at the hospital, the rescue was timely and gradually improved, which was obvious to all.

If one person stands up, there will be a second one.

The third...

The fourth...

More and more people are standing up.

The more people, the more courageous he is, the more guilt he felt that he had not stopped Heita before became stronger.

It was like a ball of ghost fire, making people feel uncomfortable.

The old man was right. The doctor was a life-saving Bodhisattva, and the old lady who made trouble... was just a little devil.

The curses were filled with all the time. At some point, someone threw a bottle of pure water at the younger brothers behind Hei Tower.

Suddenly, countless pure water bottles hit the group of troublemakers.

Seeing that he had aroused public anger, Heita turned purple with his face and pointed his finger at the crowd around him, wanting to say something about the scene to get him off the stage, but how dare he stay here? With the "farewell" of a bottle like a rainstorm, he ran away and escaped from the hospital.

The doctors and nurses in the emergency department stood in front of Zheng Ren. When they saw the group of people leaving, they began to persuade everyone to be quiet, and it was important to recuperate.

"Doctor Zheng, thank you." A patient's family came over and bowed deeply to Zheng Ren.

"You're so kind, it's all right." Zheng Ren smiled silly.

Xie Yiren poked her head out behind Zheng Ren and looked at the scene in front of her curiously.

One, one, and another patient's family expressed their gratitude to Zheng Ren.

Simple people may shrink and bow their heads when facing dark forces, but this does not mean that they do not understand the truth. Perhaps they are the silent majority, but as long as there is some opportunity, no one will retreat.

After a long quarrel, Zheng Rencai exhausted and accepted the thanks from almost all the patients' families.

That scene... Zheng Ren felt a bit like saying goodbye to the body. Of course, he was the body...

"Where is Xie Yiren?" Zheng Ren looked behind him and asked when he saw Xie Yiren was missing.

"I said I went to buy food for you." After a doctor in the internal medicine department said that, he hurried back to write his medical record.

Emergency emergency is one thing. After saving people, there is still a lot of boring writing work that needs to be completed, which makes people desperate.

Oh, Xie Yiren is more intimate.

I just bumped into her and didn't know if I need to apologize. Zheng Ren thought of such a question in his mind.

But he is a straight man, it would be strange if he could figure this out.

After the ward and corridor quieted down, he decided not to think about it and would do the rounds.

Zheng Ren inspected the wards and there were about 100 patients left in the emergency department. The emergency observation room was already full, and even the corridor was full of extra beds.

At this time, no one ran over and said that extra beds were not allowed in the Grade A hospital.

The patient's condition was stable, and the blue and gray Avatars gradually exposed their yellow skin, giving people a particularly fantasy visual impact.

Just be stable. Zheng Ren was relieved and greeted the doctor on duty in the internal and surgical department. If the patient's condition changes, hello immediately.

The body feels sticky and uncomfortable, which is caused by sweating caused by hypoglycemia.

Zheng Ren thought about it and called the anesthesiology department. After knowing that he was not busy, he said that he wanted to take a shower. Unexpectedly, the anesthesiologist was very enthusiastic, so Zheng Ren hung up the phone and headed straight to the operating room.

The anesthesiologist's attitude towards Zheng Ren is completely different from the past. It is estimated that dozens of consecutive surgeries last night brought countless admiration to Zheng Ren.

Generally, there is no shower in clinical departments, and only the operating room has such high-end configuration. Therefore, the anesthesiologist is very impatient with doctors who come to take a shower when they have nothing to do. Zheng Ren wanted to discuss it politely, but he didn't expect the anesthesiologist to be so polite.

Although there are also incendiary and intrigues in society in the hospital, people with strong technical skills will definitely get more conveniences, and there is no doubt that this is the case.

After taking a shower, the anesthesiologist handed over a piece of Yuxi, and the two of them sat in a small smoking room to smoke.

Hospitals prohibit smoking, but they cannot withstand the large number of old cigarette guns.

The Anesthesiology Department transformed a small storage room with windows into a smoking room, which could solve the smoking problem and prevent the second-hand smoke from running all over the corridor.

"Mr. Zheng, when did you practice your skills?" The anesthesiologist looked admiring: "The three brothers who came to work overtime last night were so impressed that they were so tired, although they were as tired as dogs."

Zheng Ren smiled honestly.

"What awesome, I have had dozens of appendicitis in one night." The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "I tell you, beware of Director Liu, that guy is not a good bird."

"Yeah, I know."

"I have been working for thirty years and I am over fifty years old. I haven't seen anything?" The anesthesiologist said earnestly: "Ten years ago, a graduate student from Union came to our hospital. Three years later, Director Liu caught a medical dispute that didn't blame him at all, and instigated his family to make things worse. Later, the doctor was driven to the suburbs to raise rabbits."

The First Hospital of the City has a long history. In a certain hungry era, the city asked for a piece of land in the suburbs, and worked as a farm to support itself. Later, it was reopened and living conditions became better and better, and the crops produced there became the welfare of the employees of the First Hospital of the City.

However, the farm has long been sold to real estate developers, turning into tall buildings that have risen from the ground.

But Zheng Ren heard of it there.

"Who can't make any mistakes when we make any mistakes? I'm afraid that someone will keep staring at you." The anesthesiologist continued to instill experience in Zheng Ren: "It's okay to make trouble until something happens, and small things will turn into big things for you."

Zheng Ren deeply felt the same and nodded repeatedly.

"Follow Director Pan well, that's a great god." The knowledgeable anesthesiologist finally reminded him.

This kind of heart-to-heart talk will definitely not be too clear or too direct. Today, the anesthesiologist on duty said so much, which is already very profound. Zheng Ren is very grateful.

As he was talking, the phone rang and it turned out that it was Director Pan.

Zheng Ren quickly answered the phone, pointed at his cell phone, and signaled himself to leave.

The anesthesiologist was a little regretful and had not yet asked about nitrite poisoning. However, Zheng Ren had finished the emergency rescue and was probably exhausted. He couldn't stop him and said goodbye to each other. Zheng Ren left the operating room and answered the phone.
Chapter completed!