Chapter 1360: 1319 The Whole Family All Together

They were chatting when the next patient went in.

The emergency internal medicine doctor's words sprayed saliva everywhere; this guy looked quite interesting, and Zheng Ren smiled.

He turned around, but Su Yun was nowhere to be seen, so Zheng Ren immediately went looking everywhere.

After drinking, this guy got into an argument, and when the alcohol kicked in he injured someone.

In the Emergency Department, nothing that happens seems strange to Zheng Ren. He searched everywhere and finally shouted for Su Yun in the observation room.

This guy still didn't want to leave, happily chatting with the relatives and friends who were causing trouble and catching the little fox spirit.

"Boss, that's really interesting." Su Yun came out, gave a hehe laugh, and said.

"It's just a little fox spirit—what's interesting about that?" Zheng Ren said disdainfully.

"You're underestimating people. Did you see that woman who just collapsed?" Su Yun said with a smile.

"Huh, what's up?"

"Look at the relatives in the room; if you can guess their exact relationship, I won't drink on my trip to Keerqin this time."

Zheng Ren saw that Su Yun was interested, didn't want to spoil the fun, and since he had even made not drinking a bet, he was curious too.

He poked his head in to take a look at the people inside.

The woman lay on the bed, nothing serious—just had been slapped, and was wiping away tears in resentment. The System Panel's color was normal, nothing wrong.

The person chatting with Su Yun was heading out, and by the bed stood a young woman; if not for the mosaic in Zheng Ren's eyes, she would still be quite pretty.

There were also a man and a woman, both around fifty years old.

They look like relatives—what's so hard to guess about that?

But Su Yun had placed a big bet, so there must be something fishy. Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.

"Boss, you're no fun." Su Yun said: "I'm telling you, when we go to the Gobi Beach, you need to be more open, have fun, and definitely don't clam up just because there are a lot of people."

"Zheng Lao Ban, nothing's wrong." Zhou Chun Yong walked out of the Jizhen Wai Ke clinic, holding a CT report, told Zheng Ren something, went into the observation room, and handed it to the patient's family.

He didn't say much either, then walked out and said: "Zheng Lao Ban, I'll arrange someone to send you back."

"Okay."

Zhou Chun Yong shouted for his junior doctor to drive and pick him up at the Emergency Department entrance.

"Why isn't the patient going for a checkup?" Zheng Ren asked.

"She knows she's fine; later she'll pay, keep the receipt, and get a refund tomorrow—it's still 120 yuan." Zhou Chun Yong laughed.

Everyone understands these little tricks among patients.

120 yuan isn't much to many people, but to others it's a big deal.

At the morning market, buying vegetables, people will argue over a few cents—let alone 120 yuan.

After getting in the car, Su Yun laughed and said: "Boss, you still haven't guessed."

"Hurry up and say it—I can't figure it out." Zheng Ren said in a dull tone.

But Su Yun didn't mind; he cleared his throat and said: "The fifty-year-old man sitting by the bed is the patient's ex-husband."

Zhou Chun Yong was already tired and not very interested in gossip, but seeing Su Yun's enthusiasm, he joined in: "This family is quite friendly—the ex-husband still comes to see his ex-wife."

"Director Zhou, you got it wrong." Su Yun laughed: "They still live together."

"Divorced but not living apart?" Director Zhou said with a smile.

"No." Su Yun said: "I heard from his relatives that around ten years ago the man took a mistress and divorced. Later he hooked up with the mistress's daughter."

"……" Zheng Ren was speechless.

"……" Director Zhou was also stunned.

What the hell is all this?

Tonight, how did we run into so many bizarre things?

"But the mistress didn't say anything either, and the ex-wife doesn't know why they reconciled. Now his wife is the mistress's daughter, who bore him a son, while the ex-wife and the mistress are busy taking care of the child."

This cause-and-effect is really a mess.

"Isn't this the fox-spirit case from today? The ex-wife came with her relatives." Su Yun said: "After the incident, the whole family came to see her. That 120 yuan for the CT is probably to buy milk powder for the child."

"That man looks ordinary and doesn't seem wealthy." Director Zhou recalled the few people in the Emergency Department observation room and remarked.

"Who knows? Everyone has their own abilities. Director Zhou, this is what they mean by 'don't judge a book by its cover'." Su Yun said.

Director Zhou nodded repeatedly.

Never expecting to run into so much chaos, Su Yun happily explained the patient's family's tangled relationships, and Zheng Ren was almost falling asleep listening.

Might as well spend this time reading in the System Space.

It was late, traffic was light, and after over forty minutes they returned to Golden Palm.

Director Zhou was quite courteous, seeing them off to the building entrance after getting out of the car; his familiar words remained respectful, and he got the tone just right.

After saying goodbye to Director Zhou and returning home, Zheng Ren first went to look at the roses he had planted. Ever since he saw them that morning, he's felt something was off.

Xiao Yi Ren watered them a little, afraid that too much water would drown the flowers.

Zheng Ren felt especially bad; he had originally wanted to surprise Xiao Yi Ren, but ended up with her having to take care of them.

This situation, sigh.

He doesn't understand flowers, nor does he have the refined temperament to grow them, study them, or cultivate his sentiments.

He took a look; the roots and stems were sturdy—perhaps roses are naturally like this.

"When will Director Miao have the tube removed?" Zheng Ren asked while looking at the roses.

"They said two or three days." Su Yun changed clothes and washed up: "Too long, and the lung infection is hard to control; they've switched the breathing mode, and supposedly it's okay."

"When we get back, let's go take a look."

Zheng Ren left the flowerpot, stroked Heizi's head, and asked: "How's the shipping of Heizi going?"

"No problem." Su Yun said: "All the paperwork is done; just go early tomorrow."

"I'll go do rounds, you go handle the paperwork." Zheng Ren arranged.

There wasn't much going on in the department; Zheng Ren mainly wanted to report the schedule to Director Kong. As for the old director, one still ought to show the necessary respect.

Saying they'd leave, they'd leave; Director Kong wouldn't say anything either, but feeling Uncomfortable was inevitable.

The night passed without a word; the next day they went their separate ways, and Zheng Ren went straight to the department, first making a round of the patients, then quietly waiting for Director Kong to arrive.

Just as he was waiting, his phone rang.

【They said, "Quickly write a love song, something both refined and popular..."】

He glanced at it; it was Song Ying.

"Brother Song, good morning." Zheng Ren was about to go out on a "trip", his mood quite Relaxation. In his speech, without realizing it, he also became a bit more cheerful.

"Oh, okay, I'm in the department."

After a few brief words, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

Song Ying's superior knew he had fallen ill, rather than being unable to speak about some unspeakable secret, and so he no longer avoided seeking medical treatment.