Chapter 2003: with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren put down the phone, Director Sun asked: "Chief Zheng, who are you looking for?"

"The medical affairs director of Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital shares the same surname as ours." Zheng Ren thought of Lin Ge, smiled, and said: "Have someone from the dermatology department of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital come take a look."

"Boss, you're using other people's stuff way too smoothly." Su Yun said disdainfully.

"I got their Intervention Department head back, sent someone to help— that's also reasonable." Zheng Ren said calmly: "We help each other out a bit; it's not as serious as you say."

Su Yun smiled and said: "Even Xiao Liu doesn't know who that is; I went to ask Dahungya. By the way, Xiao Liu also invited you to dinner tomorrow—are you going?"

"No time." Zheng Ren said bluntly: "Give the patient glucocorticoids, intravenous immunoglobulin, meropenem for anti-infection, nutritional support, anticoagulation, and maintenance of water-electrolyte balance—comprehensive treatment."

Director Sun was still dazed; how could he not know who Xiao Liu was? They invited Chief Zheng to dinner, yet he bluntly refused.

"Hey, Director Sun, should I stay or should the Boss stay to watch over the patient?" Su Yun said.

"Uh..." Director Sun paused.

He was dazed and actually failed to catch, right away, the sharp, sarcastic subtext in Su Yun's words.

"Yun Ge'er, I've written it down—take a look and see if it's right." A little nurse nearby, holding a sheet of paper, happily hopped over and handed it to Su Yun.

Incidentally, she leaned her face in, trying to get as close to Su Yun as possible, pretending to read the words.

Although she didn't actually stick it on, being able to get close felt like a dream.

Su Yun was already used to such situations; he quickly glanced at it, saw that the nurse had recorded Zheng Ren's medical orders in great detail, and chuckled: "Pretty impressive!"

"That's right!" the little nurse said proudly: "Yun Ge'er, when are you coming back? You don't even say a word when you return; next time I'll treat you to a meal."

"I don't know; things in Di Du are crazy busy, I come home exhausted every day, tongue hanging out." Su Yun said offhandedly.

Zheng Ren thought about how Su Yun usually had no idea what he was doing, feeling somewhat helpless.

He took the A4 paper from Su Yun's hand, glanced at it, passed it to Director Sun, and said: "Following this treatment plan, I'll go ask the patient's family later to see if they have any guesses about the allergen."

"Oh oh." Director Sun immediately took the paper, glanced at the treatment, and found nothing special.

Some diseases are extremely hard to treat. For example, the malignant high fever Zheng Ren once encountered—there aren't even a few hospitals nationwide that have the medicine for it.

Like aortic arch replacement surgery—diagnosis is simple, but fewer than a hundred people nationwide can actually perform the surgery successfully.

But many diseases are difficult to diagnose, yet treatment is relatively simple.

For instance, the girl who got food poisoning from eating poisoned mice—just an intramuscular injection of vitamin K1 and she's fine.

Like the patient right in front of us.

Director Sun said gratefully: "Chief Zheng, thank you."

"It's fine." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said: "After the medication, in about three days the patient's abdominal pain and bloating will noticeably ease, intestinal gas will pass, and vital signs will stabilize."

"Then they'll be transferred to a regular ward, put on a semi-liquid diet, and just need to avoid another allergic reaction."

He even laid out the recovery over several days in clear detail, and Director Sun sighed.

Usually jokingly said, experts in Di Du and Modu have big mouths and often give very confident diagnoses for difficult cases.

Some people just talk big to show off their abilities, but Chief Zheng... Director Sun still believes in him.

At a glance he could see it was allergic purpura, and he even found traces of purpura under the thick grime and dead skin.

What a skill!

Director Sun felt somewhat moved inside.

But... what could those country bumpkins and village ruffians outside do? It was obvious they'd heard the news and swarmed in, trying to extort money.

That bunch were like flies eyeing a piece of rotting meat; even if the patient recovered, they'd probably not let it go so easily.

Thinking of this, Director Sun began to worry again.

"Director Sun, your face looks anything but cheerful. Lighten up—only then will this kind of bad luck not land on your head." Su Yun said with a chuckle from the side.

Several little nurses nodded repeatedly, giving Director Sun looks of contempt. Could Yun Ge'er be wrong? Impossible!

Director Sun felt the pressure was huge; just Su Yun alone brought enough pressure, let alone all those little nurses.

But thinking of his little grandson, Director Sun couldn't care about face any longer, and whispered: "Chief Zheng, Xiao Su, the people outside..."

"No problem, I'd say it'll be settled in a few minutes." Su Yun said with a chuckle.

Sure enough, less than a minute after he said that, Zheng Ren's phone rang.

"Hello."

"Mm, you're causing trouble everywhere." Zheng Ren's tone was clearly unfriendly.

"What's not what? When I met you in Sheng Cheng, you stirred up trouble. Back in Hai Cheng, there's still your business."

Su Yun laughed heartily, and Director Sun listened, utterly confused.

"Xiao Su, what's going on?" Director Sun saw Zheng Ren scolding the person on the phone, felt a bit dazed, and asked softly.

"Oh, last autumn the Boss had a medical disturbance; afterward they stood at the hospital entrance holding thank-you letters for three days. Do you remember that?" Su Yun asked with a smile.

Director Sun nodded repeatedly.

That matter was handled so satisfyingly!

Even to this day, whenever people occasionally eat, drink, and gather, someone brings it up. It's a legend, belonging to Chief Zheng.

"That Dahungya from back then is exactly the 'Uncle Tooth' the little thugs outside were just talking about." Su Yun laughed: "They didn't have the guts, nor did they know what to do; they just heard people say, learned a couple of tricks to try to scare you. I didn't expect they'd actually scare you, these guys."

What Su Yun was thinking was that these people had an especially keen grasp of human nature and psychology.

Even if they just gave a couple of pointers, Dahungya didn't even participate, yet they drove Director Sun and the patient to desperation.

If it hadn't been dragged out for over ten days until the Boss returned, the patient would likely have died. Once the patient died, the hospital would have to pay a huge compensation.

In the end, those patients they normally wouldn't even glance at probably wouldn't even have a grave. A bunch of little thugs went back to the countryside, everyone drank, split the money, spent it however, and had a great time.

So really, a lot of things just don't get argued about outside.

But when the Boss returned, things changed.

After proper treatment, the patient should be discharged in about half a month, and over there they'd have trained Dahungya to be as obedient as a grandson, so there shouldn't be any issues.

Director Sun was lucky—he made it through the danger.

I just don't know which unfortunate doctor will encounter such a person and such a thing again next time.