Chapter 1941: 1872: Over ten years ago, lost a small car

Let's go together, we won't be sitting for long, we still need to go eat. Zheng Ren smiled.

Three people walked out of the Zhibanshi and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties with somewhat messy hair standing at the door of the Jizhen Wai Ke outpatient clinic, begging the Jizhen Wai Ke doctor: "Doctor, just prescribe some eye drops. Nothing else is needed, really not needed."

"How can you just prescribe eye drops if there's a foreign body in the eye? Let me take a quick look, I think there's a problem." The Jizhen Wai Ke doctor said: "Just to be safe, you should go to the Ophthalmology Department for a check."

"In other hospitals I've always just gotten eye drops prescribed, that's enough, really."

Zheng Ren glanced; his System Panel showed only a little red, not serious. The diagnosis was clear: eyelid cyst.

The Jizhen Wai Ke doctor's judgment was correct—not a simple foreign body in the eye, but one that had been there a long time.

The foreign body in the eyelid had already become encapsulated and organized, showing cystic hyperplasia.

This kind, it's better to go to the Ophthalmology Department.

Zheng Ren also didn't pay attention, leisurely watching the people coming to the Emergency Department for treatment. The incoming and outgoing patients' diagnoses on the System Panel were not serious, nothing special.

Zhou Litao stepped forward, had the Jizhen Wai Ke doctor go eat, and he communicated with the patient.

The Jizhen Wai Ke doctor briefly said the examination results, then went to eat.

Eating in the Emergency Department is a matter of luck.

Often, just as one picks up chopsticks, an emergency rescue comes; after putting them down and picking them up again, someone calls at the clinic door.

Back and forth, the food could get cold and you might not even get a bite.

When Zheng Ren was in the Emergency Department, he liked to order dumplings, eating three or two dumplings within twenty seconds—this is a basic living... survival skill.

"When did you start feeling uncomfortable?" Zhou Litao put on a kind and approachable expression and began asking about the medical history.

"It's been a long time, over ten years." Seeing the doctor change, the patient also helplessly said.

"Doctor..."

"Has it gotten worse recently?" Zhou Litao continued to ask about the medical history without tiring.

"Doctor, I just want to get a few bottles of chloramphenicol eye drops; I'm in a hurry, don't ask."

"Then why did you come to the hospital?" Zhou Litao asked: "Wouldn't it be better to go to the pharmacy?"

"The pharmacy sells it more expensive than the hospital." Seeing Zhou Litao was more amiable, the patient, actually not really in a hurry, the "rushing time" just a saying, started chatting.

"Coming to the hospital there's a registration fee; although not much, five dollars added up still makes it more expensive than the pharmacy."

"I want to get a few more bottles; averaged out, the price is still cheaper than the pharmacy."

"Get a few more bottles?"

"Yeah, I've used it for many years." The patient said: "I've tried all kinds of eye drops, including the Rolls-Royce of eye drops, that is the small red bottle eye drops; none work as well as chloramphenicol eye drops."

"That long? You've never gone to the Ophthalmology Department to check?" Zheng Ren asked from the side.

"There's nothing to see, just putting in eye drops would fix it; making such a fuss is meaningless." The patient laughed: "Doctor, you see I've already registered, just give me a few more bottles."

"The Emergency Department only allows a three-day supply; taking more bottles would get the hospital fined." Zhou Litao said: "Why don't I refund your registration fee, so you don't waste this unnecessary money."

"Never mind, I finally came here once."

"You've never come to 912 before?"

"Yeah, isn't it just passing by?" The patient said while rubbing his eyes.

Zheng Ren saw his pupils were somewhat unequal in size, and felt doubtful.

Normally, unequal pupil dilation and size indicate cerebral hemorrhage, but whether looking at the System Panel or observing the patient's condition myself, it didn't seem like there was a problem.

Strange.

Zheng Ren carefully observed the patient's condition, Zhou Litao chatted with him a few more sentences; seeing he firmly refused to go to the Ophthalmology Department, and Zhou Litao couldn't violate regulations to prescribe long-term eye drops, he could only refund the registration fee and send him away.

Only time-limited medication can be prescribed; this is a regulation from recent years, Zhou Litao couldn't do anything about it.

Zheng Ren kept observing the patient; seeing him helplessly leave, walking a bit unsteadily, he felt something was especially off.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"Don't you think his walk is off?"

"Maybe he injured his foot as a child, maybe it's a congenital disease, just coming for eye drops because his eyes are uncomfortable, why are you fussing over this?" Su Yun said.

"No, that's not it." Zheng Ren hurriedly caught up, patted the patient's shoulder, and asked: "Hello, I'm the doctor from 912. I see your walk is off, your pupils also have a problem; may I ask what's going on?"

"Sigh." The patient sighed, very troubled.

Zheng Ren felt there was a problem, curiously looking at him.

"Doctor, to be frank, I don't like wearing glasses, but my vision is poor and I have astigmatism. So I wear contact lenses; it's better than having a frame press on the nose bridge."

Zheng Ren listened.

"But I still can't wear contact lenses well, they keep falling out." The patient said: "Just now they fell out again; I can't see clearly, walking becomes a bit problematic."

So that's it; Zheng Ren, hearing his explanation, felt relieved.

"Doctor, tell me, what are the hospital's regulations that you won't prescribe medicine?" He began to complain.

"We can't either, it's the regulation." Zheng Ren smiled.

But as he smiled, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Wait a moment." Zheng Ren immediately stopped the patient, gently saying: "You said your contact lenses keep getting lost?"

"Yeah, since I started wearing them over ten years ago, they've always gotten lost; I have to replace them, and a small part of my monthly earnings goes to this." The patient complained: "Doctor, to be honest, the money I spend on glasses alone could buy an ordinary small car."

Zheng Ren smiled; that really is quite expensive.

However, he thought of a possibility and gently said: "Can I check you?"

"Check? What's there to check?" The patient looked at Zheng Ren in surprise: "I'm still busy; I just happened to pass by 912, thinking to get a few bottles of eye drops on the way. Who knew such a big hospital isn't even as good as a small clinic."

"Yeah, the bigger the hospital, the stricter the management, we can't help it." Zheng Ren said: "Don't leave yet, a few minutes, let me take a look."

"There's nothing to see, Doctor, really."

"Maybe after checking, you could save a small car in the next few years." Zheng Ren said with a smile, trying to persuade.

"……" The patient was speechless, looking at Zheng Ren, not knowing what he actually wanted to do.

"A few minutes, take a look. If it works, it works; if not, you should go get busy, go get busy—I won't stop you." Zheng Renyi wore a sincere expression, making the patient feel embarrassed about what they had said.

"Well... okay."