Chapter 1535: 1488 Litigious Troublemaker

Calling him over is pointless. I came looking for you lot, 912! the man's tone grew heavier.

The purpose is truly clear, Zheng Ren gave a wry smile.

"What medicine are you taking?" Lin Ge, seeing more people, wasn't flustered and said gently.

"What medicine you're taking isn't important either." The man also gave a slight smile and began reasoning with Director Lin.

"First, I think the medicine provided by the hospital is fake. The gastrointestinal tract doesn't absorb it at all; this medicine is too fake." The man crossed his legs, speaking confidently: "Regarding this matter, I think it shouldn't involve clinical doctors; the problem lies with your hospital administration."

Director Lin didn't speak, nor did he directly explain, but listened quietly.

"Second, I don't yet know whether this batch of fake medicine will cause other harm to the body. If there are any problems, I reserve the right to sue 912 Hospital."

"Third, how widespread this batch of fake medicine is and how many people are affected are still unknown. I think this is a social, collective case."

This person probably had it all figured out at home, laying out points one, two, three, targeting not a specific doctor but directly confronting 912 Hospital.

He even ended up exaggerating the matter, describing it as a collective incident.

What does the hospital fear?

Nothing but a collective incident!

If it really blows up into a big fuss, even Vice President Yuan might not be able to suppress it. Director Yan would have to step in, and when joint responsibility comes down, everyone will have to take the blame.

"Have you finished?" Lin Ge, however, didn't panic like the middle-aged man imagined; his expression didn't change at all, remaining just as gentle.

He stared into Lin Ge's eyes, hoping to find a hint of a flaw. Even a trace of fear would be enough.

But he didn't find any.

"May I know what medicine you're taking? Only then can we continue the conversation." Lin Ge said.

His voice wasn't loud, very gentle, like chatting with a friend about everyday matters.

Zheng Ren gave a slight smile; from Lin Ge's perspective, he must have long been accustomed to such patients and was prepared.

He's really an old hand.

But precisely because of this, the clinic can maintain normal operation. Otherwise, dealing with complaints every day would consume most of the clinic's time and energy.

The middle-aged man was somewhat taken aback; he had just laid down his trump card, so why wasn't this side flustered?

He kept staring at Lin Ge's eyes.

Yet he still couldn't find a trace of fear or evasion.

Impossible, the middle-aged man thought. After discovering undigested medicine in his stool yesterday, he consulted a lawyer.

The lawyer firmly told him there must be an issue here, and the hospital bears great responsibility.

With the lawyer's answer, he felt happy.

912 Hospital, a large top-tier hospital, wouldn't have such fake medicine. His safety was unproblematic.

As for the rest, it depends on 912's "sincerity."

Being so confident, he didn't even bring a lawyer along. After all, for a hospital to be in the wrong, they surely wouldn't want to make a fuss.

It's obvious it's about taking money and leaving; why hire a lawyer to split the money?

At this moment, seeing Lin Ge's expression, he felt a bit regretful.

I never expected 912 to have raised a bunch of litigious troublemakers...

The situation seems a bit troublesome; he had been careless. The middle-aged man lowered his crossed legs, placed his hands on his chest, and looked earnestly at Lin Ge.

Does he really not fear causing a collective incident? Impossible; he's surely just bluffing.

"Some medicines aren't metabolized." Lin Ge said lightly.

But before he could continue, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and snapped: "If you're going to be like that, there's no point in talking."

Just as he was about to pick up the medicine, Lin Ge waved his hand, smiling: "Please sit, let's talk calmly; don't get angry, anger harms the body. At middle age, even drinking water should have a few goji berries."

Saying that, he picked up his own cup and took a sip of hot water.

The middle-aged man stared blankly for a moment.

"Let's speak properly; the Medical Department has video surveillance. Nowadays, with the crackdown on crime and evil, stirring up clueless crowds to cause trouble makes things difficult." Lin Ge gave a slight smile and said.

Zheng Ren also felt deeply moved.

Usually Lin Ge doesn't stand out at all—a plump middle-aged guy you'd lose in a crowd. I never expected him to be so composed when facing a dispute, reasonable, advantageous, and measured.

Su Yun wore a smile, sitting to the side eating melon seeds and watching the spectacle.

The middle-aged man glanced up at the corner; two cameras recorded everything happening without blind spots.

Upon seeing the cameras, he quieted down.

The middle-aged man thought it over, sat down again, and said calmly: "It's quite obvious; at the very least, the medicine was fully excreted by me, indicating insufficient absorption, which is a problem with the medicine."

After saying that, he fixed his gaze on Lin Ge's eyes and pressed: "Isn't that the case?"

"We should first understand the situation before speaking." Lin Ge smiled slightly and said: "What medicine are you taking, and why did you notice it being excreted with your stool?"

The middle-aged man grew somewhat annoyed.

Was he implying I'm a pervert, having to look back after every bowel movement?!

But the sentence Lin Ge just said was on the edge of provoking an outburst, yet didn't cross the line.

The middle-aged man wanted to explode, but felt something was missing.

Besides, Lin Ge had earlier said the crackdown on crime and evil was tense… forget it, let's just reason first.

"The medicine is the nifedipine sustained-release tablets prescribed by your hospital. I've kept the receipt and the medicine, though I didn't bring them." The middle-aged man's mood steadied, speaking logically.

Lin Ge still didn't speak, looking at him with a smiling, narrowed gaze.

"The day before yesterday I ate hot pot, got diarrhea, and when I flushed, I glanced back and saw the tablet." The man said flatly.

Zheng Ren could feel the suppressed anger in his heart.

The Medical Department, which handles dispute patients, also has a handling pattern—first have a big argument.

After all, with differing positions and views, we let the complaining patients and their families vent their anger first, then everyone sits down calmly to talk.

Of course, how to handle the problem must be dealt with promptly.

When Zheng Renyi heard the patient mention the drug name, he felt reassured.

"That's right." Lin Ge then took a leisurely sip of water.

"Don't think you can stall; I have plenty of time. If you don't give me a clear explanation, I won't leave today." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Didn't you say there's surveillance?"

He glanced at the time, recorded it on his phone: "Time, I've already measured it down to the Minute. When retrieving the surveillance, if any Minute is missing, I won't agree."

"Hmm." Lin Ge smiled and said: "This is a normal situation."

"Normal? The patient isn't absorbing the medication; why did you prescribe it for me?!" The man said: "My blood pressure isn't well controlled; it must be the medication's fault."