Although the patient's family still had doubts, they had no idea when they saw Director Xia and Professor Rudolph Wagner agreeing with Zheng Ren's statement.

He then started to go through the hospitalization procedures and prepared for emergency surgery according to Zheng Ren.

"Boss, Sister Zhao has time at noon." After Director Xia left, Su Yun came to Zheng Ren and said.

"Okay, then it's noon." After saying that, Zheng Ren remembered the patient named Li Chen who was taken in the morning, and said to Chang Yue: "Chang Yue, ask Li Chen if he had eaten in the morning."

"He didn't eat, and he was planning to collect blood this morning. I just refused." Chang Yue said then.

Most patients think that blood can be collected on the day of admission, and many of them come to the hospital without breakfast.

In the imperial capital, the Demon Capital, where patients gather across the country, in order to pursue bed turnover, they will adopt the method of examination after admission.

However, in places like Haicheng, the number of patients and surgery is far from this saturation.

So basically patients who come to the hospital with hunger will go to dinner in disappointment and then repeat the next day.

Zheng Ren guessed that there might be such a possibility. When he heard Chang Yue say it, he quickly said, "Chang Yue, hurry up and ask Li Chen not to eat and drink water, and do the 64-row CT at noon."

"Okay." Chang Yue never vagues the work matters.

After explaining these, Zheng Ren was a little more peaceful in a messy morning.

Zheng Ren really wanted to sit down and go to the system to read journals, but when he thought that he hadn't gone to the emergency room, there must be no hidden dangers.

Boosting his spirits, Zheng Ren walked out of the office.

Su Yun followed and said to Zheng Ren: "Boss, you have a good understanding of CT, I suspect you have done machine repairs before."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren said.

Seeing Zheng Ren's perfunctory attitude, Su Yun curled his lips, but when he thought that he was of high quality, he would easily be slapped by Zheng Ren in the face no matter what he swears, so he had to hold back his words.

This feeling is so frustrating, just like Chang Yue always says with a provocative look, "I invite you to drink tonight."

It’s really not as good as others’ skills... Su Yun sighed in his heart.

As soon as I arrived at the emergency department, I heard a noise.

Zheng Ren frowned and rushed over quickly.

A patient stood in the hall with a list raised in his hand, saying something passionately.

There are other people eating melons next to it, as well as doctors and nurses.

"The doctor told me that I would 'help' me change the dressings. Is there anyone who helps me like this? Is there a fee for helping people?!" the man yelled.

Judging from his excited appearance, Zheng Ren was really worried that his blood pressure would be too high, which would lead to cerebral hemorrhage.

"What's going on?" Zheng Ren walked to the periphery of the onlookers and whispered to a nurse in the emergency department.

"Mr. Zheng, he was injured in his arm and was sutured in our hospital a few days ago. Today, the surgeon changed his medicine. Somehow, he didn't want to pay the fee, so he started to make trouble." The nurse was helpless and whispered beside Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren contacted him and immediately understood what was happening.

It is probably the patient who asked for a dressing change. It doesn’t matter if you pay the money first and then pay the money. Anyway, it doesn’t cost much, and it’s different from the Imperial Capital and the magic. The price of dressing change in Haicheng is only 108 yuan.

Most of the people who run this kind of money think it’s troublesome to pay, so they just leave.

When I encounter someone who reasoned and was afraid of trouble, I simply threw down ten or twenty yuan for the doctor and asked me to help pay the fee.

But Zheng Ren was probably the surgeon who said to "help" him change the dressings, and then he started to make trouble after he issued a charging order.

Zheng Ren was also helpless. There was no way. The emergency department always encountered one or another.

But this is not a big deal. Zheng Ren immediately contacted the medical office, then found a security guard, and warned the patient to go to the medical office if he had any trouble. If he continued to make trouble in the emergency hall, it would be considered a disruption of social security and might be subject to criminal detention.

Although the patient is unreasonable and wants to save some money, he does not waste time. But the more such a person is, the more afraid of criminal detention.

If it were a few years ago, Zheng Ren would have no choice.

However, recently, things like fighting against organized crime and pulling banners have become a part of disrupting social security, so Zheng Ren has the confidence.

This kind of thing doesn't need to be dealt with at all. It's just thrown to the medical office and let professionals fight against unreasonable people.

However, it still took Zheng Ren's time for nearly an hour.

Zheng Ren also felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the resentful eyes of the small clerk in the medical office. But he did his own job, and Zheng Ren himself could not spend a lot of time on reasoning with others.

Besides, Zheng Ren is self-aware and cannot explain it clearly even if he speaks it.

You can't pull your IQ and bottom line to as low as he is, and then...be defeated by someone with rich experience.

After dealing with this matter, Zheng Ren walked around the emergency room.

The patients' condition is very mild. Anyway, the system panel looks light and light red, and there are no patients who are too heavy.

Zheng Ren wanted to go to the surgical clinic to comfort the emergency surgeon, but when he encountered the kind of amused and crying thing just now, he would definitely be in a bad mood.

Before coming to the clinic, a pale and listless patient attracted Zheng Ren's attention.

The patient is a female patient in her thirties, with her head resting on a man's shoulder, her eyes slightly closed, her brows frowned, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. The doctor in the emergency department stood in front of the patient, feeling a little embarrassed, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked next to the physician.

"Sometimes the patient complains about dizziness and headache, but the symptoms are not serious... Sometimes he says his arms are hurt, and sometimes he says his legs are hurt." The internal medicine doctor was also helpless.

According to internal medicine doctors, patients have typical mental symptoms, which are the legendary hysteria, or mental illnesses such as anxiety, depression, etc.

Otherwise, there would be no discomfort in different places.

But Zheng Ren saw a strange diagnosis in the system panel - metal allergy.

allergy?

It's strange.

Zheng Ren said: "You go and do it, I'll do this."

The internal medicine doctor was relieved, and the house was filled with people. If he didn't deal with it, someone would be unhappy.

"Mr. Zheng, then I'm sorry for this." The internal medicine doctor simply regarded Zheng Ren as the savior and ran in happily.

Mental diseases such as hysteria and anxiety cannot be determined by relevant data, and can only be guessed based on experience, nor can they tell the patient and the patient's family.

If you say it straight... Zheng Ren met a neurosurgeon doctor who met a hysterical patient and said he had a headache.

It happened to be rescued. The neurosurgeon had a bad temper or had no time to be perfunctory. Instead, he told the patient directly that he suggested going to a mental hospital.

So, the doctor was complained by the patient the next day.
Chapter completed!