Chapter 2007: 1937 Allergen

"Brother Wang, so early." Zheng Ren smiled and greeted.

He greatly admired Wang Daoshi, so when looking at people, the mosaic on his face wasn't heavy either, and that immortal bearing was the most obvious label.

"Zheng Lao Ban, good morning." Wang Daoshi didn't say much, just gave a slight nod, polite but not overbearing, courteous yet not distant.

"Once Director Pan arrives, we'll check the wards, then we'll go to the capital." Zheng Ren said.

Everyone knew full well that Wang Daoshi came to the hospital this early to guard, surely because he was worried about his own child.

Zheng Ren knew the child just had Styloid Process Syndrome; a minor surgery would fix it, but he couldn't delay too long.

Wang Daoshi can be said to be an off-the-books doctor; the number of lives he has saved in his lifetime far exceeds that of many mediocre doctors who just go through the motions.

Although their behavior differs, Zheng Ren still gives him great respect.

Su Yun saw his boss actually remember a stranger he'd only met once, and felt curious. It was obvious this guy was faking illness; he didn't want to think, so he blamed everything on face blindness and social anxiety.

Feng Xu Hui didn't get out of the car; today there was no surgery, just rounds. He carried a large rolling suitcase behind him, which was too conspicuous.

Several people arrived at the Emergency Department; the doctors and nurses they met along the way warmly greeted them.

As Zheng Ren opened up the situation in the capital, Wang Zong often received news of Chief Zheng. Either he went to Capital Medical University Affiliated Hospital today to perform an extremely difficult surgery, or he conducted another emergency rescue.

Anyway, hearing this made the people of Haicheng First Hospital Emergency Department feel quite proud.

Our boss went to 912, able to shoulder the main beam— isn't that enough?!

Even some little nurses registered accounts on Xinglin Yuan, occasionally watching the surgery live broadcast.

Not for anything else, just to see Su Yun's hands during the surgery live broadcast.

Although wearing sterile gloves, it could also ease the longing a bit.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you're leaving today?" The Emergency Department Wang Zong came out strolling, happened to see Zheng Ren entering, and hurried to greet.

"Yeah, leaving today." Zheng Ren said, "How did that blue-blood patient from yesterday turn out?"

"I went to check early this morning, nothing wrong, no need for observation, discharged straight from ICU." Wang Zong said, his expression a bit sly, "Zheng Lao Ban, did you really use too much of the spray?"

"What are you thinking?" Su Yun tapped Wang Zong once, smiling, "Are you preparing to buy a spray?"

"What would you do with that?" Wang Zong said embarrassedly, "Even if you don't have a girlfriend, buying it would be useless."

"Single dog, how pitiful." Su Yun smugly stabbed Wang Zong.

Zheng Ren found it strange; the way he spoke made it seem as if Su Yun had a girlfriend.

Who knows what he experienced before to develop this behavior of staying untouched amidst a myriad of flowers.

Just Su Yun's private life, Zheng Ren isn't interested.

Zheng Ren doesn't have such strong control desires; he's willing to do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't delay rescue or surgery.

With that time, it'd be better to go to the System Space and read a book.

"The Director has arrived." Wang Zong led Zheng Ren and the group to Director Pan's office.

Knocking, the door of Director Pan's office swung open directly.

The old director came out wearing a snowy white coat, still with the folds of neatly folded clothes.

Zheng Ren hehe laughed; Director Pan had changed into a brand-new set of armor, intending to bring him to check the wards, to let him see the changes in the emergency ward.

"Chief Zheng, I'm late." Before Director Pan could step out, Xiao Liu rushed over in a hurry.

"After asking yesterday, it was already past three in the morning; I was afraid to disturb your rest, so I didn't——" Xiao Liu said, seeing Wang Daoshi with immortal bearing behind Zheng Ren, he froze.

"Wang Xian Zhang?" Xiao Liu couldn't believe his eyes, murmuring.

"What immortal, don't talk nonsense." Wang Daoshi smiled, "Do you know me?"

"I... I..." Xiao Liu's expression was both excited and confused.

Zheng Ren turned back, saw it, and found it somewhat amusing.

It seems that when I was in Hai Cheng, I really was too much of a shut-in. Seeing Xiao Liu's expression, this is just in the hospital; if we changed location, say to the Daoist temple on Lao Ya Mountain, Xiao Liu would probably kneel.

"I'm here to see Zheng Lao Ban for some business; you guys stay busy." Wang Daoshi, accustomed to this situation, gave a slight smile, twisted his long beard, presenting an otherworldly appearance.

Zheng Ren sighed; this job isn't something just anyone can do. Even just this appearance, being able to make people believe at a glance, needs careful refinement.

If Dahungya were on Lao Ya Mountain, that side would probably only have Lao Ya, definitely no incense.

As for Wang Daoshi's true abilities, Zheng Ren isn't interested.

Xiao Liu kept bowing deeply, his head almost touching the ground; this fellow's flexibility is still quite good.

But he knew in his heart, Wang Xian Zhang said he came to see Zheng Lao Ban for business!

In less than a year, Hai Cheng Chief Zheng has truly undergone a complete transformation.

The little resentment stored in his heart had vanished; Xiao Liu bowed respectfully and humbly and said to Zheng Ren: "Chief Zheng, I've figured it out yesterday—the patient you were worried about is likely allergic to apples."

"Apples?"

"Yes." Xiao Liu's waist still bent, "Recently the patient hasn't come into contact with any food; it's just that a while ago, a truck hauling apples had an accident nearby, dropping many apples, and the patient probably went to pick them up and eat."

"And otherwise?" Zheng Ren was doubtful; he'd rather believe it was something like flour causing the allergy. Apples—Zheng Ren truly hadn't thought of that.

"There's nothing else; someone went through his house in the middle of the night, I watched the video." Xiao Liu paused, "His family is very poor, they don't even have leftover food from the previous night."

"How can they be so poor?" Zheng Ren was speechless.

"Ah, the villagers say, when he was young he was a good-for-nothing loafer in the village. Several widows... cough cough, so in old age no one looks after him." Xiao Liu knew Chief Zheng didn't want to hear gossip, so he stopped himself.

"Alright, what does Director Sun say?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He made the same judgment. Yesterday... early this morning he tossed and turned until three or four, Director Sun still came back to check on the patient. After medication, the condition improved slightly, and then he went to rest."

Saying that, Xiao Liu laughed and said, "Director Sun's frail body probably can't even get up today."

"Oh." Zheng Ren nodded.

Director Sun couldn't possibly not get up; today the doctors from Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital still need to come do allergen testing. If he didn't accompany them, how worried would he be?