Chapter 2081: 2009, go ahead and complain, or you can also call the police

2009, go ahead and complain, or you can also call the police.

"Boss, Sister Lin's condition doesn't seem to be a cerebellar issue." When going downstairs, Su Yun said.

"Hmm, probably not. Otherwise the finger-nose test wouldn't show such a large deviation."

"Alternating movement test, knee-tibia test, drawing test, ankle-white test, what else?" Su Yun listed a bunch of examination tests to be done.

"No need to do that many." Zheng Ren said: "The finger-nose test is positive, with such a large deviation, considering the possibility of deep sensory disturbance-related ataxia is higher."

"Yo, when did you start being so arbitrary?"

"As a judgment, anyway I haven't seen Sister Lin yet, just saying randomly."

The two went downstairs, Su Yun habitually took out her phone and started hailing a ride.

"Actually running there isn't slow either." Zheng Ren suggested.

"Boss, you're a lifetime professor at Massachusetts General Hospital, can't you have some shame?" Su Yun directly retorted back at him.

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"If we judge according to what you said, it could be cerebrovascular disease, alcohol poisoning, spinal cord compression, tumor, metastatic tumor, etc." Su Yun said while hailing a ride.

"The possibility of a tumor is not high." Zheng Ren casually said: "Alcohol poisoning, I think this possibility still exists."

"You can't be biased against drinking just because of your personal likes and dislikes." Su Yun said contemptuously: "Should I talk about the possibility of smoking causing lung cancer?"

"Then you still smoke."

"Uh... today this driver is interesting!" Su Yun held her phone, light shining on her face, that hint of a smile looking somewhat wicked.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren leaned over to look at the chat record on Su Yun's phone app.

【Sorry, I'm playing chicken, please call another car.】

Zheng Ren sighed.

Su Yun snorted coldly, "I just don't believe it."

He opened his hands to full speed, and instantly a message was sent.

【Do you believe I'll complain about you right away?】

"Is complaining useful?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Depending on the intensity, I've never complained about anyone; everyone's not easy. It's just that this guy's playful heart is too big, running out in the middle of the night to play chicken." Saying that, Su Yun recalled something and burst out laughing.

Looking at that, he's just threatening a bit, not really intending to do anything.

"You say, isn't it because his wife at home is too strict, so he uses the excuse to come out and earn money, finding a quiet place to start playing chicken?"

What Su Yun said also seems possible, Zheng Ren didn't quite understand.

After 10 seconds, that side fell into silence.

"Look, he's chickened out, he'll definitely come over soon." Su Yun said proudly.

"No need, switching cars is better, delaying others' play is meaningless." Zheng Ren said.

"Your act of the nice guy is really convincing, superb acting, you could win a best actor award. The Golden Horse is meaningless, go for the Golden Rooster instead, or Cannes would also work." Su Yun spat contemptuously.

Zheng Ren felt he was just playing himself, but he had no mood to retort.

He wondered what exactly was wrong with Lin JiaoJiao.

Heaven forbid it's a brain issue, she's only how old?

After a few more seconds, a message arrived late.

【Go ahead and complain, or else you can also call the police.】

The driver's words, if thrown hard, could knock a dog over.

Su Yun was stunned.

Zheng Ren chuckled; it's rare to see Su Yun so embarrassed. However, there's nothing to quibble about now, rushing to the hospital, this small matter will be forgotten soon.

"Let's go, it's not far." Zheng Ren pulled Su Yun and hurried toward the hospital.

Su Yun wasn't angry, but burst out laughing, "This guy is interesting; if it weren't for seeing a doctor, I'd definitely find him, play chicken and abuse him to death."

"With that time, you couldn't practice surgery?"

"I'm already strong, strong to the point of having no friends."

"Stronger than me?"

"You're not even human, there's nothing to compare." Su Yun muttered, the two walked toward 912.

Along the way they analyzed several possibilities, but still thought cerebral infarction was more likely.

At Lin JiaoJiao's age, having a cerebral infarction, this luck really isn't good.

Arriving at the Emergency Department, Lin JiaoJiao hadn't arrived yet, the hallway was empty, it seems tonight is a relatively quiet night.

Using the professional terminology of Emergency Department doctors, it's called the dawn being quiet here. The quieter it is, the more nerve-wracking; maybe an Emergency Rescue will come any moment.

"Take a look, Manager Zhou." Su Yun smiled and walked straight to Zhou Litao's Zhibanshi door, knocking.

"Who is it?"

"Manager Zhou, open the door!" Su Yun said.

"Yun Ge'er, why are you coming at this late hour?" Zhou Litao quickly opened the door, holding his phone, a pleased smile on his face.

"Is this you chatting with your girlfriend?" Su Yun smelled a hint of hormones, laughing as he spoke.

"Yeah, a classmate introduced me. I followed your advice, mainly showcasing the 912 sign. Besides, it's pretty useful." Zhou Litao's freckles almost flew off his face.

Su Yun lowered his head to take a look, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"Manager Zhou, are you courting death?" He asked helplessly.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhou Litao asked in surprise.

"Don't move, it's just this chat page; mind taking a look? Anyway I've seen it, just to show Boss how you're courting death." Su Yun said.

Zhou Litao doubted; Yun Ge'er just glanced and already saw clearly what he had said? This gaze, no wonder he's someone capable of microsurgery.

Although he felt a bit embarrassed, Zhou Litao was eager to learn, and he still handed his phone to Su Yun.

"Boss, look, what is courting death." Su Yun covered her forehead, pressing down the black hair in front of her.

Zheng Renye was also curious, he came over and took a look.

【My mom again said my face is round, making me look fat.】

【Looking at the photo, you don't look fat, I think it's pretty good. Moreover, I'm 1.65 meters tall, still under 100 catties, quite thin, right?】

【But a round face just looks fat.】

【No way, no way, with your figure, a single cut and the appendix would pop out, especially great.】

"Huh? No problem," Zheng Ren thought.

So it's that kind of physique where a single cut makes the appendix pop out—no fat, the skin opens easily, and there's rarely any complication of fat liquefaction, I guess.

Seeing Zheng Ren's bland expression, Su Yun moved her hand down a bit and directly covered her eyes.

"It's truly unbearable to watch, your eyes can't open from the spiciness of the two of you."

"No problem at all." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Manager Zhou, have a good talk with your girlfriend, I'm optimistic about you."

"Still optimistic? There definitely won't be a next time!" Su Yun said feigning pain.

"Yun Ge'er, are you saying I shouldn't make the final joke?" Zhou Litao asked doubtfully.

"That's not a joke, do you think you're Jack the Ripper? This is gloomy and terrifying, definitely not a joke!" Su Yun spread her hands, making an exaggerated gesture.

Imitating Jack the Ripper, lifelike.

At that moment, the sound of the 120 emergency rescue vehicle sounded, followed by hurried footsteps in the emergency corridor. Although urgent, it wasn't fast, somewhat staggering.