Chapter 2002: 1932: Once Again, It's Uncle Tooth's Pot (Monthly Ticket 51000 Bonus Chapter ×102)

Come on, let's take a look.

Zheng Ren was slightly impatient, repeating the sentence again.

Director Sun steadied his emotions, opened the door, and stepped out first.

Little Feng, you……

It's fine, the case isn't heavy." Feng Xu Hui said.

Zheng Ren nodded, not being overly polite with Feng Xu Hui.

Several people arrived at the ICU floor; the elevator opened, and outside was filled with a gloomy, miasmic atmosphere.

That old bastard's here!" a slick-looking young man shouted when he saw Director Sun walk out of the elevator.

Instantly, several people with cigarettes surrounded him.

Zheng Ren felt a surge of disgust, stepped forward half a pace, and blocked Director Sun.

**Brat, move aside!

No need for that, brothers." Su Yun chuckled as he stepped forward.

Feng Xu Hui rubbed his forehead, guessing these guys were trouble.

The happier Yun Ge'er laughed, the worse the outcome would be. But Yun Ge'er never cared about how things ended; it didn't matter to him.

Who are you!

I'm just asking: who's in charge here?" Su Yun stepped out of the elevator, smiling as he asked.

The slick young men exchanged glances, all puzzled, but one immediately said, "I'm the one in charge—what of it?"

Sir, give me a price." Su Yun said, "How much will it take to settle this?"

Ten… no! Two hundred thousand!" the man gritted his molars, naming what he thought was a heavenly sum.

Oh, easy, easy." Su Yun laughed, "Are you the patient's immediate family? Are you the son?"

Who the hell is that old thing's son?" the middle-aged man snapped.

Then you say you can decide.

What? Want to fight?" the middle-aged man put on a fierce look, threatening Su Yun.

In his view, this handsome youngster should be scared enough to wet his pants.

Look at you." Su Yun smiled, "There's no one as troublemaking as you, unprofessional at this kind of work. With cameras around, the more aggressive you are now, the less you'll be able to justify yourself later."

Impossible, Uncle Tooth said we're in the wrong and must pay!" A nearby young man, feeling a bit guilty after Su Yun's words—mainly because the cameras were so intimidating—blurted out a defiant line.

Uncle Tooth?" Zheng Ren frowned; the name, combined with his familiarity with the medical disturbance, gave him a bad feeling.

Is Uncle Tooth also what you call him?

You mean Big Yellow Tooth? He used to hang around here in Hai Cheng." Zheng Ren asked calmly.

The people before him all froze for a moment—how dare this youngster directly say the three words 'Big Yellow Tooth'!

Big Yellow Tooth is taboo about that nickname; ordinary thugs wouldn't dare utter it.

Seeing Zheng Ren's calm expression, as if he were quite confident, they began to whisper to each other in confusion.

First, let's go see the eye patient." Zheng Ren said, "If there's anything, we'll talk after."

Before him stood a dozen or so scrawny fellows; Zheng Ren didn't even consider that he might lose. But if they came to blows, he'd have to go to the Public Security Bureau, which would affect his tomorrow's trip back to the capital—this was the most annoying part.

Little Feng, change clothes and come in." Zheng Ren added, then headed toward the ICU doors first.

A young guy hadn't reacted yet; Zheng Ren didn't dodge him, but barreled straight into him, shoulder to shoulder, sending the man stumbling.

Whoa…" He was about to act a bit fiercer to intimidate, but was pulled aside by those nearby.

Zheng Ren was too composed, unhurried; anyone with a bit of perception could tell something was off.

After entering the ICU and changing clothes, Zheng Ren had Feng Xu Hui wait in the office by the door, then went in with Su Yun and Director Sun.

Su Yun held the phone and asked, "Give me Xiao Liu's number."

Anything up?

You really think you're abroad or in Xianggang, making calls from start to finish?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "Are you even coming back to the capital tomorrow? Old Liu's probably packing up; your delays here are ruining his prospects."

Zheng Ren thought the same—his time was precious, and he really had no moment to waste on a bunch of petty thugs in Hai Cheng.

He found Xiao Liu's number and gave it to Su Yun.

Su Yun didn't go inside; he stayed in the hallway to make the call. Zheng Ren entered again, first glancing at the young man who'd been given too much anesthetic.

He was fully awake, just uncomfortable with the breathing tube.

The ICU doctors here were already preparing to extubate him.

Seeing he was fine, Zheng Ren glanced at Director Sun, who understood and immediately led Zheng Ren to his own patient's bed.

The System Panel glowed deep red; the condition wasn't light, but not extremely severe either.

Many diagnoses were listed; the most serious was exactly what Zheng Ren had just mentioned—abdominal-type allergic purpura.

The diagnosis posed no problem; it was exactly what Zheng Ren had expected.

He began to examine the patient.

But instead of looking at the abdomen first, he pulled back the blanket and examined the patient's legs.

The patient's lower limbs had no edema, with scattered small purplish-red bleeding spots.

Director Sun, these bleeding points are consistent with what we said earlier." Zheng Ren said, "It's not hemorrhagic enteritis, but abdominal-type allergic purpura."

……" Director Sun silently gazed at the patient's legs.

The patient probably hadn't bathed in a long time; his legs were coated in mud, thick dead skin mixed together, making the bleeding spots hard to see.

Zheng Ren requested tweezers and alcohol cotton balls, then began wiping a spot on the patient's lower limb.

As soon as the cotton ball touched down, just one swipe turned it pitch black.

Those people outside probably never even glance at the patient normally, even though they're distant relatives.

Otherwise the patient wouldn't be this dirty.

Zheng Ren went through over a dozen cotton balls before barely wiping open a 5×5 cm area.

This time the subcutaneous purplish discoloration was much more noticeable.

The purplish discoloration wasn't large either; Director Sun felt that if the patient had arrived clean at the outset, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

It's strange that Zheng Lao Ban merely glanced at the case file and yet concluded it was abdominal-type allergic purpura.

"Our dermatology department..." Zheng Ren hesitated.

"Chief Zheng, what do you want to do?" Director Sun asked anxiously, wondering how this still had to do with dermatology.

"Test for allergens." Zheng Ren said, "There are too many allergens; we need to take a detailed history first to see what the allergen actually is. Our dermatology department doesn't seem to be very good at allergen testing, does it?"

Director Sun nodded.

Allergen testing is rarely seen even in prefecture-level hospitals.

Zheng Ren glanced at the time, hesitated a few seconds, but still placed the call.

"Director Lin, sorry to bother you so late." Zheng Ren said.

"Um, our side… it's not 912, it's Haicheng Shi Yiyuan. Um, we've run into a bit of trouble and need to do an allergen test."

"Yes, our technical capabilities are limited here."

"Alright, I'll send you a phone number via WeChat later; then the dermatology staff can just make this call."