Chapter 1390: with translation of chapter title

I go…… Boss's leg, is it intentional?

Su Yun stared in shock at the scene before her eyes.

Although he saw Zheng Ren finally exert force, Zhou Chun Yong truly took a kick, and it was a relatively fragile part of the human body.

This, too realistic! Su Yun silently watched, estimating Zheng Ren's combat power.

Zheng Ren then dragged Zhou Chun Yong's wife out as well, then closed the door, the corner of his mouth twitched, a faint cold smile.

Zhou Chun Yong's son saw his parents both being thrown out, and his heart panicked instantly.

"Hold it down, insert the gastric tube." Zheng Ren said coldly.

"Let go of me!" Zhou Chun Yong's son began to wail.

"You don't want to die? After coming to 912, you can't die even if you want to." Zheng Ren said lightly, then put on gloves, picked up the gastric tube, and repeatedly lubricated it with paraffin oil two times.

In Zhou Chun Yong's son's eyes, the doctor in White Coat before him was like a devil.

"Stay away from me, Dad…… save me!" Zhou Chun Yong's son shouted desperately.

"Now you know to call your dad? Too late!"

Su Yun hehe laughed, with both hands fixed the child on the rescue bed, the nurse held down the foot, Zheng Ren inserted the gastric tube.

Such things, I've also done in Hai Cheng. Walking on the edge of regulations, for example, ruffians who falsely accuse traffic police of beating people.

But this time the situation is different.

If this kid doesn't suffer a bit, there's a high chance something will happen.

Zheng Ren sent the gastric tube in, fixed it, connected to the stomach pump.

Gurgling liquid flowed into the stomach.

The child struggled harder. But Su Yun held his upper body, her iron-clamp-like hand prevented him from moving an inch.

"I go…… I peed……" the nurse discovered Zhou Chun Yong's son's pants were wet, and said with a smile.

"Prepare to insert the urinary catheter." Zheng Ren was very cold, a standard lamb doctor.

Opening a urine bag, Zheng Ren pondered, Zhou Chun Yong's son is still small after all, cannot be compared with those adult ruffians. The irritation of the urethral mucosa is not uniform……

He entered the System Operating Room, clicked to purchase Shou Bing time.

The precious Surgical Training Time was actually spent on this, Zheng Ren also felt both laughter and tears. He thought that someday Zhou Chun Yong must repay blood with blood.

The time wasn't long either; Zheng Ren found the few points that gave the strongest stimulation to the urethral mucosa, then came out.

After applying paraffin oil, Zheng Ren began to insert the urinary catheter.

……

Zhou Chun Yong's face turned deathly pale.

First, being kicked by Zheng Ren made him realize that even when he was young, the martial prowess he had always been proud of was countless times inferior to Zheng Lao Ban's.

Second, his son's crying made his heart bleed.

"Old Zhou, how is the child?" Zhou Chun Yong's loved one asked, choking with tears.

"It's fine, just gastric lavage will do." Zhou Chun Yong's voice trembled to the extreme, completely unlike his former self.

Gradually, the wailing inside grew softer.

Zhou Chun Yong's loved one's emotions seemed to stabilize a bit; she touched the spot where Zhou Chun Yong had been kicked, dissatisfiedly saying: "Old Zhou, how can the doctor at 912 beat people? A little doctor, what ferocity!"

"That's Zheng Lao Ban." Zhou Chun Yong gave a bitter smile.

"Um…… is that the Zheng Lao Ban you've been mentioning lately?" Zhou Chun Yong's loved one exclaimed, "How can he be so young."

"They have great abilities." Zhou Chun Yong said: "Whether the child likes it or not, he needs to have some fear to become sensible. Rather than later when I'm old and he trips up in society, it's better to let Zheng Lao Ban help educate him now."

"Drinking pesticide……" his loved one's face looked especially grim; thinking about it gave her the feeling that if the child died, she couldn't go on living.

"It's fine." Zhou Chun Yong sighed, saying: "Probably just a scare. It's been so long; if he had really drunk it, it would already have been absorbed through the gastric mucosa into the bloodstream, and the person would likely be dead enough."

His words startled his wife. Although she knew Zhou Chun Yong said it was impossible to have drunk pesticide, the whole process gave her bad associations.

"Old Zhou, don't scare me……"

"Alas, it's all my fault, I've spoiled him." Zhou Chun Yong sighed, saying: "Today it's fake; if he gets a taste for it and later really drinks it, we'll be old people sending off the young."

"……" Zhou Chun Yong's loved one's tears fell pattering, and she cried like a tearful person.

"No matter what, I can't bring myself to do it, so let Zheng Lao Ban help……"

Before he finished speaking, fierce shouts erupted in the rescue room, cries of "Dad, save me!" making Zhou Chun Yong's heart feel like being cut by a knife and old tears streaming.

If it had been a few minutes earlier, Zhou Chun Yong would probably have rushed in.

But after he explained it to his wife once, he also understood.

Zheng Lao Ban is not only awesome at interventional surgery, his surgical skills are top-notch! His assistant performing liver dissection could even shock Director Ou Yang.

Since they said there would be no organic damage, there won't be. Moreover, since I asked Zheng Lao Ban to help discipline the child, I hope after this he'll grow up a bit.

Zhou Chun Yong continually comforted himself, gripping his loved one's arm tightly, afraid he might lose control and rush in.

Whether or not to offend Zheng Lao Ban, let's not talk about that now; right now I can't think of where to go.

But once he rushed in, all previous efforts would be wasted.

The child today dares to scare me with drinking pesticide; tomorrow he might dare to scare me with jumping off a building. Little kids don't know depth; if he truly goes astray one step……

His limbs weak, he slowly squatted against the wall, hands clasped over his head, indescribably pitiful and helpless.

The young man with the foreign object in his urethra turned even paler, fearfully watching the rescue room door close, his heart almost leaping out of his chest.

Hospital, really fucking not a place for people to come…… Doctors have no humanity at all, what has this become.

He immediately recalled the heart-rending pain he just felt, his legs suddenly clenched…… his pants got wet directly.

MB's, need to hurry up and leave.

The young man thought about standing up, but his limbs were sore and weak; having risen just a few centimeters, he immediately sat back down.

The wailing continued without cease, each wave more tragic than the last.

If Zheng Ren weren't inside, Zhou Chun Yong would have confidence in him; at this point he would likely already Doubt that his son had been sliced to death.

Zhou Chun Yong leaned against the wall, slumped and powerless sitting on the ground, completely disregarding the dignity of the Di Du Liver and Gallbladder Chief.

His hand covered his head, his head buried between his legs, wanting not to hear his son's miserable cries.

But that sound kept entering his ears, making it impossible not to hear.

Time seemed to freeze; last night's sky full of stars shattered and fell, striking his own body. Zhou Chun Yong felt life was immense suffering, with no joy at all.

His hand had grabbed his hair at some point, his finger joints turned white, and Zhou Chun Yong himself didn't know how much force he was using.

In a daze, after a long time, the miserable cries gradually ceased.

Is he dead…… Zhou Chun Yong realized this at a certain moment, a thought appearing in his mind.