Chapter 127: 0124 Uncrowned King

The voice of the Obstetrics Inpatient Chief came through the phone, filled with anxiety and……despair?

Zheng Ren hesitated, then said: "Wait for me to go down, I'll be there right away."

"What's the matter?" Su Yun also woke up and asked.

"I don't know, let's go check." Zheng Ren grabbed the white coat and threw it on, then hurried out.

Su Yun silently followed behind Zheng Ren, saying nothing, like a ghost.

He quickly arrived at Obstetrics; just as he stepped out of the elevator, Zheng Ren heard a noisy clamor.

His heart tightened; his intuition told Zheng Ren this was a medical disturbance.

In the hospital, no matter how careful, there is always a chance to encounter a medical disturbance.

As the old saying goes, if you often walk by the river, who doesn't get wet shoes?

But once encountering this situation, Zheng Ren still experiences Blood Pressure Increase, heart racing, directly entering a state of stress.

"Who let you perform the Shou Bing, do you have family consent?"

"The hospital is crazy for money! One Shou Bing costs over 7000, are you extorting money?"

"This bastard doctor, looking all quiet and proper, also dug into the money hole."

Amid countless vulgarities, Zheng Ren instantly understood what had happened.

He walked into the not-so-dense crowd, his eyes full of malice.

"Dingdong~~~" the System Quest alert sounded.

【Urgent Quest: The distortion of humanity or the decline of morality, second stage.】

【Quest content: Survive within the twisted malice, and keep sunshine in the heart, not eroded by darkness.】

【Quest reward: Passive ability, Luck +2.】

【Quest duration: 24 hours.】

Uh……the distortion of humanity or the decline of morality really has a second stage.

"Chief Zheng, you're here!" The Obstetrics Inpatient Chief was backed into a corner, helpless. At the sight of Zheng Ren's figure, her heart also seemed to find support; she leaned against the wall, squatted, and hugged her knees, wailing.

"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.

"They are the family of the woman who just gave birth; about an hour after the Shou Bing, someone came to inquire, I thought they were going to raise money, so I told them the truth. I didn't expect so many people to show up..."

When the Obstetrics Inpatient Chief recounted the events, she completely lacked the shrewdness and efficiency she usually shows when reporting medical history.

She spoke in a confused mess, but Zheng Ren immediately understood what had happened.

This is damn a group of professional medical disturbances, the kind with credentials.

Looking back, under the harsh white incandescent light, human shadows overlapped, ghostly shadows overlapped.

It seemed not the human world, but rather a hell of Shura.

Zheng Ren shielded the Obstetrics Inpatient Chief behind him, forced out a faint smile, wanting to say something, but had nothing to say.

Even if Chang Yue, whose Negotiation and chatting talent skills are maxed out, were here, it would probably be impossible to convince them.

And Su Yun, who had been following behind me all along, at this moment Zheng Ren couldn't find his delicate figure.

This guy really knows how to seize the moment; still, it's better that one person suffers than two.

"Kid, who are you?" A middle-aged man full of hooligan air, with a half-visible tattoo on his neck, walked up to Zheng Ren, flashing a mouthful of Dahungya.

"I'm the doctor who performed the Shou Bing, ask me any questions." Zheng Ren's heart felt like it was drumming; the warm sunshine world from his dream just now had shattered into countless pieces, smoke and ashes vanished.

"Your guts are big." The Dahungya-tattooed man pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his body; someone behind him produced a lighter emblazoned with a certain men's clinic, and lit the cigarette.

Zheng Ren wanted to say, smoking is prohibited in the hospital, but……does it help?

"The person, we took them away." The Dahungya-tattooed man said: "We weren't even prepared for a Shou Bing, just a minor ailment, yet you spent over ten thousand bucks, brother, do you say this is reasonable?"

"The transfusion probably cost over 3000, the Shou Bing fee has been kept as low as possible." Zheng Ren weakly defended.

Just as he said that, a commotion arose behind the crowd.

Zheng Ren felt a spark of hope, wondering if Su Yun had gone to find the hospital's security guards? Although those security guard brothers are also unfortunate souls, at critical moments they dare not rush forward. But after all, with many people on their side, the opposing force might be suppressed a bit, not so arrogant.

Soon, a person in a suit walked over.

Even in the darkest hour of midnight, his hair still gleamed brightly, unknown what brand of hair wax. His suit was immaculate, sharp, making people feel reverent.

"Reporter Wei, this way this way." The person leading the way ahead of him was not Su Yun, but another tattooed man.

Upon hearing he was a reporter, Zheng Ren's head buzzed.

Nowadays, those who control the public opinion arena are all Uncrowned Kings.

Back then, a certain reporter took tea water as a urine sample for testing, diagnosed as urinary tract infection. This matter was brought up by the reporter, causing a sensation.

How could ordinary onlookers understand the nuances? A master's pen, slightly hinting at a direction, makes the crowd's emotions explode.

Basically nobody reads what's written inside; the keywords are tea water, urine sample, actually, infection.

If you treat tea water as a urine sample, there will definitely be bacteria; if you don't diagnose urinary tract infection, what can you diagnose?

But it was exactly this absurd case that triggered a major upheaval in the hospital; the involved doctor had his license revoked, and thus opened the curtain on the era of medical disturbances……

And that reporter, thanks to the big news, sailed smoothly, gaining promotion and wealth.

Zheng Ren felt a bit dazed; if it were just a little hooligan causing trouble, maybe getting beaten would be fine. But facing a reporter, obviously pushed by a Behind-the-scenes Mastermind, it wouldn't be as light as just getting beaten.

If things go badly, even his professional qualification might……

Zheng Ren dared not think further, asking, "Who are you?"

"My name is Wei Feng, reporter of the Hai Cheng Urban Daily." Wei Feng walked up to Zheng Ren, a scent of hair wax wafting over.

"……" Zheng Ren sighed inwardly and fell silent.

"Received a hotline saying something's happening here, I came to see what's going on." Wei Feng's tone was light, but his expression solemn, as if he were a judge seated high above, judging Zheng Ren, this utterly heinous criminal.

"Explain the situation." Wei Feng seemed satisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude, an old doctor who doesn't fly off the handle easily. However, this would likely require more tactics, not a difficult problem, just taking up a bit more time.

Thinking about performance, sales, and how he could record on his resume the glamorous exposure of society's dark side, Wei Feng's mouth curled into a faint smile.

"The situation is very simple." Zheng Ren thought carefully, chose his words, and briefly narrated the matter, speaking very slowly, very slowly.

"That is to say, you performed the Shou Bing without the family's consent, right?" Wei Feng held a notebook and pen, recording quickly.

"The family members have all run away; I didn't see any family members during the rescue!" The Obstetrics Inpatient Chief heard a faint hint of malice in Wei Feng's words, feebly arguing.

"Hmm, I got it." Wei Feng had no intention of recording this sentence; he turned his pen upside down, holding it upright in his hand, rhythmically tapping the notebook.

"As for the headline, should it be called 'Unscrupulous doctor forcibly performs Shou Bing' or 'Impoverished family's critically endangered pregnant woman sent to hospital for treatment, astronomical medical fees, family ruined, people dead'?" He looked at Zheng Renhe and the Obstetrics Inpatient Chief, muttering softly, his pen tapping the notebook, the thudding sound reaching Zheng Ren's ears, growing louder and louder, like a death drum.

"You can't do this!" Tears in the Obstetrics Inpatient Chief's eyes fell like broken threads.