Chapter 1446: 1399 Turned Away at the Door

I don't think it's necessarily a brain or nervous system disease. Su Yun got out of the car, lost in thought.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren replied: "Let's go check the CT and other tests first."

Fan Tian Shui's description was vague, only listing a few symptoms and simple points of the condition, which is completely useless for diagnosing the disease.

If the disease could be diagnosed that easily…… Zheng Ren thought it was absolutely impossible.

In the capital, some district people's hospitals are better, following the development direction of being close to large hospitals and specializing.

Anyway, there are many skilled doctors in the capital; some perform surgeries really well, but in the capital's large tertiary hospitals they can't even lead a team.

After all, it's one radish per hole—you can't just lead a team if you're capable. Back then, Zhao Wenhua caused trouble for Zheng Ren over a single hospital bed; it was definitely not making a mountain out of a molehill.

So many district hospitals poach these people—skilled but unable to lead a team—make them directors, and expand the district hospitals.

Once they've grown strong, they just change to a more impressive name, and that's how a hospital develops.

But this district people's hospital is another story.

Some are withering, some dilapidated; several large hospitals nearby have squeezed this place into a community hospital, only handling IVs and treating mild illnesses like colds.

Qin Tang frowned upon seeing it.

He didn't even think highly of 912; it was countless times worse than Harmony Nurture. As for this place, it's also countless times worse than 912.

Is this just a slightly bigger black clinic?

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were led by Fan Tian Shui straight to the ward.

But they didn't see Fan Tian Shui's old squad leader; only a middle-aged woman was tidying up.

"Sister-in-law, where's the old squad leader?" Fan Tian Shui asked.

"She went for a CT." The woman's voice was hoarse and choked; it looked like she had just been crying.

"What's wrong, sister-in-law?" Fan Tian Shui wondered.

"The doctor said your brother has kidney failure; even if saved now, he'd need long-term dialysis. When he woke up, he asked about money and started making arrangements to leave the hospital."

"……" Fan Tian Shui concluded.

For a moment, this honest guy didn't know what to say.

"Old Fan, keep an eye on him, don't let your old squad leader leave." Zheng Ren said solemnly: "There are plenty of ways."

"Okay!" Fan Tian Shui didn't doubt it and replied right away.

"Su Yun, let's go check the medical records." Zheng Ren said that and turned to leave.

The patient wasn't there, so we couldn't check the system panel's diagnosis; being idle is still idle, so it's better to use the time to make our own judgment.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked toward the doctors' office, while Zou Yu and Qin Tang stood in the hallway watching.

Arriving at the office, Zheng Ren knocked on the open door and said, "Hello, I'm a doctor from 912; I'd like to look at the chart for bed 4-12."

"Who are you?" The doctor inside, who was in the middle of preparing discharge paperwork, lifted his head and didn't believe Zheng Ren's words at all.

"We're doctors from 912; the patient is our friend, please help us." Zheng Ren continued explaining gently.

"You say it is, then it is?" That doctor said: "You can request the records; just get a signature from our medical affairs department. Or you could make a phone call."

"……" Zheng Ren felt foolish.

Wearing casual clothes and coming to ask for records, nobody would pay attention to me.

Wasting time for nothing; I should have found someone in the car.

Qin Tang stood silently nearby, wanting to see how the legendary Boss Zheng handled problems.

Zheng Ren smiled slightly, stepped out, and stood at the doorway.

Su Yun picked up her phone and started dialing.

Qin Tang chuckled inwardly; if it weren't for his grandfather's matter, he wouldn't bother coming to see this young, outrageous Boss Zheng just for a last hope—he would have turned and left already.

What a loss of dignity—how could a capable person handle things so casually?

He came in swaggering, only to be turned away at the door…… Qin Tang shook his head slightly, then lowered his gaze to the floor.

To hide his smile.

A few minutes later, the office landline rang.

The on-duty doctor didn't pay attention, writing the chart while picking up the phone.

But 1.2 seconds after he picked up the phone, he suddenly sprang to his feet.

The keyboard tray of the desk slid out; he had completely forgotten about it. His thigh hit the tray's corner, the pain making his face change color.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away." The on-duty doctor said that and hung up.

He gritted his teeth against the sharp pain in his thigh base, limped to the door, put on a beaming smile, looked left and right, saw Zheng Ren, and hurriedly said, "Boss Zheng? Please come in, please come in."

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "You're welcome."

"You said earlier you're Boss Zheng from 912—talk about a flood washing away the Dragon King's temple! Please sit; here's the patient's chart." The on-duty doctor opened the electronic workstation and pulled up the record.

Qin Tang wasn't surprised, just felt a bit moved.

Boss Zheng looks young, but his energy is no small matter. Although he does things a bit hastily, just one phone call and a few minutes made the on-duty doctor's before-and-after attitude change so obviously.

He was even more curious and strode inside.

"Who are you!" The on-duty doctor grew unhappy; why is today's side so chaotic?

Accidentally offending the doctors from 912, the medical affairs section chief called directly and gave him a thorough dressing-down.

Then someone else came rushing in from this side.

He habitually asked a question and immediately realized he was wrong.

"May I ask who you're accompanying?"

Today the almanac is unfavorable; I'd better be careful.

"Oh, I'm the patient's family member." Zheng Ren looked up and said, "Mr. Qin, how did you end up following me?"

"I heard the patient's symptoms are somewhat like my grandfather's, so I came to take a look." Qin Tang said.

The on-duty doctor, while Zheng Ren and Qin Tang were talking, carefully sized them up.

Seeing Qin Tang tall and handsome, his clothes obviously not ordinary material, the doctor estimated that one piece of clothing cost more than his own monthly salary.

In the hallway, a vague silhouette of a stranger could be seen.

MD!

This is also someone one cannot afford to provoke.

Forget it, just pretend I didn't see it.

"How is the patient now?" Zheng Ren asked casually while looking at the chart.

"Admission examination diagnosed ion imbalance and pending fainting investigation. Potassium ion 2.2mmol/L; give potassium supplementation treatment."

Low potassium isn't really related to fainting, but it can indeed cause cardiac arrest.

"Does the patient have a history of severe vomiting and diarrhea?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He only said he's had intermittent diarrhea for over a year, no vomiting, and hasn't taken oral or IV diuretics."

"Is his diet normal?" Zheng Ren continued looking at various lab reports, asking about the medical history while doing so.

"Normal, the patient was in great shape before falling ill, saying he could eat in one meal what I eat in a day."

"Hmm..." Zheng Ren had no further questions, continuing to flip through various lab tests.

Su Yun squeezed in there, whispering with Zheng Ren about the doubtful spot.

"I've also considered the possibility of insufficient potassium intake," the on-duty doctor said somewhat proudly, having nothing to do today, he had reviewed all possible sources of hypokalemia, and fortunately encountered Zheng Lao Ban who had come from 912.

He chuckled inwardly, the patient's condition was quite obscure, probably even this young Zheng Lao Ban didn't know about it.