Chapter 1330: with translation of chapter title

Drunk driving is the kind of thing Zheng Ren hates most, almost without exception. Of course, situations like Na Chengxiang's are exceptions. The degree of vileness is about the same as drunk driving.

When Zheng Ren Gang was on duty, drunk driving management wasn't very strict, and driving after drinking often led to serious incidents.

In major car accidents, almost eighty percent are related to drunk driving.

Zheng Ren has encountered cases where a young boy, who would have taken the college entrance exam the next day and surely gotten into Peking or Tsinghua, was hit into a vegetative state; a pregnant woman and her husband strolling on the sidewalk were taken away together as a family.

The human tragedies caused by drunk driving have made Zheng Ren loathe this behavior intensely.

These are clearly preventable incidents, yet because of driving after drinking, one tragedy after another occurs.

So as soon as he heard there might be drunk driving, Zheng Ren fell silent.

Not to mention Song Ying, a businessman from the capital whom he had only met a few times; even if Su Yun were drunk driving, Zheng Ren would definitely arrest him and hand him over to the Public Security Bureau.

"Boss, you really forget people as soon as you pull up your pants; just the other night they sent seafood to your home." Su Yun said with a chuckle.

As an alcohol lover, Su Yun is not as opposed to drunk driving as Zheng Ren is.

"Zheng Lao Ban, I guarantee my beloved has been framed." Song Ying remained calm, not anxious despite Zheng Ren's coldness, "I've contacted Director Chu to try to buy a few minutes. Do you know anyone in the Emergency Department? I'm not trying to pull strings; help me figure out where the problem lies."

"Is someone targeting Song Ying?" Zheng Ren pondered, then said, "Song Manager, I'll go take a look. But first, let me say this up front: I especially despise drunk driving."

Zheng Ren spoke frankly, hiding nothing. Having said this much, Song Ying couldn't possibly fail to understand.

"Zheng Lao Ban, rest assured, it's definitely not drunk driving. You don't need to do anything; just go to the Emergency Department and keep an eye on things for me. I'm not in a position to show up now. If you find any clues, please let me know." Saying that, Song Ying hesitated a bit.

After pausing a few seconds, he continued explaining, "It's not that I don't know where the opponent is; I'm just nervous, a bit off-balance, and have been rude—please don't blame me, Zheng Lao Ban."

"Alright, I just finished Shou Bing; I'll go see now." Zheng Ren said.

Having said that, he hung up the phone.

"Boss, your stance isn't very firm, is it?" Su Yun mocked.

"Didn't you say that when you rely on others, you're at their mercy?"

"Heh!" Su Yun wore an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."

"From what Song Ying said, it sounds like he was set up. Who do you think could be behind it?" Zheng Ren asked, sounding casual.

Su Yun furrowed his brows; if someone were pulling strings, things wouldn't be so simple.

Song Ying's connection is through Director Chu of the CT Shi; he has some ties with our boss, but not many.

If someone had bribed the traffic police and the Emergency Department of 912, colluding to falsify things in order to detain a person, one could say they have far-reaching influence.

Such people are definitely not someone Zheng Ren and I can afford to offend.

Su Yun wiped the smirk from his face, pondered a bit, and said, "Let's go see Cui Lao; it seems we haven't accompanied him on his rounds for a few days."

"Hmm." Zheng Ren nodded.

"Boss, we're not close with Song Ying; if anything unusual happens, you must absolutely not take his side." Su Yun cautioned carefully.

"He's not even a patient; why would I side with him?" Zheng Ren thought to himself.

However, he didn't retort; instead, he nodded solemnly.

"But that's impossible." Su Yun still puzzled, "If someone wanted to kill him, they'd first show weakness, then strike when he's off guard, sweeping him away like a lion pouncing on a rabbit."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless at Su Yun's nonsensical rambling.

"If you're going to mess with someone, mess with Song Ying; why bother with his wife for no reason? First knock on the door and tell him, 'I'm coming to get you'? This tactic doesn't seem like something a big shot would use; it's more like a petty thug." Su Yun muttered to himself.

"Don't dwell on it; go check it out."

"Even a petty thug doesn't have such strong means." Su Yun kept pondering, making Zheng Ren feel exhausted for him.

Su Yun just couldn't figure it out; the two changed clothes, went downstairs, didn't go back to see patients, and headed straight for the Emergency Department.

……

The Emergency Department remained busy; no matter how long it had been since one last came, there was always a familiar atmosphere.

A woman sat in the chair outside the blood-drawing room, her face still flushed from alcohol, listless. Two police officers beside her kept watch to prevent any mishap.

She wasn't handcuffed; at this point they were probably waiting for the blood-alcohol test results.

Zheng Ren glanced at the System Panel, and his steps paused.

"Boss, it's the smell of alcohol; I can tell." Su Yun narrowed his eyes, his gaze cutting through the black hair on his forehead like a knife as he scrutinized the woman.

Zheng Ren slowly shook his head, paused only a moment, then headed toward Cui Lao's clinic.

"Ding ding dang~" Zheng Ren knocked on the open clinic door; Cui Lao lifted his head, saw it was Zheng Ren, and said lightly, "Little Zheng, why are you here?"

"It's not that I missed you; I just came to check." Su Yun said with a chuckle from the side.

"Close the door; let's talk if there's something." How could an old fox like Cui Lao be brushed off by such a remark from Su Yun?

The old man is a bit up in years, but his mind isn't foggy. If he came rushing over for nothing, you'd think he'd seen a ghost.

"Cui Lao, an acquaintance asked me to check on the woman outside who's suspected of drunk driving." Zheng Ren spoke frankly, "He's sure his beloved didn't drink, yet the alcohol tester shows drunk driving."

Cui Lao's brows furrowed.

He slowly set down the documents in his hand, took off his reading glasses, closed his eyes as if thinking about something. After a dozen or so seconds, Cui Lao slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren.

"Nationally, more than 3,500 people die each year from drunk driving, and over 9,000 are injured or disabled."

Cui Lao's voice was cold,

cold like the northwest wind during the coldest days of winter,

like a knife.

Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.

"Even with recent strict crackdowns, there are still so many people driving after drinking." Cui Lao's gaze was clear and cold, "Are you here to plead, preparing to falsify things? Little Zheng, let me be frank: you're committing a crime."

"No." Zheng Ren smiled and explained, "Cui Lao, I'm the Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, and I also especially despise drunk driving."

Cui Lao silently regarded Zheng Ren, wondering what he was really up to.

"I've seen that woman outside." Zheng Ren said, "Her family suspects she was framed for drunk driving; they're confused. That's why they came to me, asking me to take a look—no mention of falsifying anything or pulling strings."

Other hospitals may not know, but in the 912 ER I'm here—who would dare to fake anything? Cui Lao said slowly: "If someone could actually get past me and falsify things, I could crush your friend with just a finger; you wouldn't need all these underhanded tricks."

Yes that's line 60.

Thus we have covered all.

Now we need to translate each line into English, preserving meaning, not adding.

We must output each line as "【N】 translation". No extra lines.

Then

Zheng Ren laughed, saying: "Cui Lao, I Doubt the patient has a disease."