Chapter 2452: and translation of title

Leaving the ward, the two went straight to change clothes and eat.

Zheng Ren took Gao Shaojie to the cafeteria, familiarized himself with the environment and situation of 912, and left the rest for Old Gao to handle himself.

Gao Shaojie had long been prepared to write medical records, because he had already heard Liu Zewei mention this. While in Sheng Cheng, he had reviewed how to write medical records and resumed the work of a junior doctor.

Afternoon was relatively leisurely; in the past few days no live surgery was scheduled in the afternoon. Zheng Ren sat in his usual chair by the window, holding the Fifth Edition of External Medicine as he went to the System Library to kill time.

"Chief Zheng." After an unknown amount of time, Chang Yue called Zheng Ren out.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren felt a little strange. Normally at this time Chang Yue would be chatting with patients' families in the ward and Community Hospital; she rarely appeared before him. What's the matter?

"The Community Hospital's on-duty doctor just reported that a patient admitted yesterday has had a fight at home." Chang Yue pushed up the glasses on her nose with her right index finger, speaking expressionlessly.

A fight broke out? Zheng Ren felt somewhat helpless.

The ward is like a small society; moreover, the patients are ill, most of them with liver disease, anxious and irritable. With Chang Yue present, she has kept things under control until now; aside from that earlier incident where two patients' families discovered true love, there hasn't been any further trouble.

He let out a long sigh, Zheng Ren said: "Let's go take a look and see what's going on."

"The Community Hospital's doctor said, at home his three wives and daughter are quarreling with each other." Chang Yue's expression was a bit cold, and Zheng Ren could sense a hint of impatience.

It's also easy to understand—three wives fighting… This patient is quite impressive, huh. Many bachelors don't even have one wife, yet he hoards and occupies, actually managing to get three!

This leaves Zhou Litao in an awkward position.

"Let's talk as we walk." Zheng Ren set aside the Fifth Edition of External Medicine, stood up, and went with Chang Yue to the Community Hospital.

"What's the patient's condition?" Zheng Ren asked.

He had already begun to think about calling Lin Ge over to handle this kind of problem, after all, expertise is specialized; the Medical Department is just responsible for cleaning up messes, right?

Only Zheng Lao Ban would dare think this way; even if Director Kong were in charge, he wouldn't bother the head of the Medical Department over such a trivial matter.

Although service-oriented agencies are Director Yan's policy, if they were to truly serve clinical work thoroughly, resolving the bloat of agency personnel would certainly be the next issue.

"A 76-year-old male patient, with over thirty years of hepatitis B history..." Chang Yue began to describe the patient's condition. The situations are largely similar: liver cirrhosis, portal hypertension.

76 years old—tsk tsk, Zheng Ren praised, this physique is quite good!

"When I saw the patient yesterday and chatted briefly with the family, there was a 26‑year‑old girl who seemed very timid." Chang Yue said, "I don't know the other details."

Indeed, in such an old‑husband‑young‑wife situation, Chang Yue also wouldn't feel comfortable probing too deeply.

Soon they arrived at the Community Hospital; the corridors echoed with women shouting at each other—some sharp, some angry, some agitated, yet none sorrowful.

"What's going on?" Chang Yue asked coldly, directly addressing the resident doctor.

Zheng Ren felt that Chang Yue resembled a Team-leading Professor even more than he did; with that expression she seemed ready to explode at any moment.

Seeing Chang Yue's unpleasant expression, the resident doctor immediately greeted Zheng Ren, then cautiously said, "Yue Jie, I listened for a while and basically figured out what's happening."

"When the patient was young, he had a wife and two daughters. Back then he might have been among the first to go into business, earned some money, wanted a son, and divorced his first wife. Later his business grew bigger and he took his current wife."

"His second wife gave birth to a son; the son is now in Aozhou. Isn't he ill? Recently he vomited blood and almost didn't make it."

The resident doctor was obviously flustered; Chang Yue's ice‑cold expression put immense pressure on him, making his speech far less logical. He struggled to pour out everything he knew, and anxiously wondered if he had omitted anything.

"And then?" Zheng Ren smiled gently, comforting the resident doctor.

"Over the past two years the couple haven't lived together; he found a young mistress. The mistress isn't bad—she has been taking care of his illness, and when he was hospitalized yesterday, she was the one looking after him."

"The current wife and the elder daughter from his first wife don't know why they both rushed over; they started arguing as soon as they met." The resident doctor said helplessly, "I tried to mediate twice, but got shouted down each time."

Zheng Ren saw Fan Tian Shui standing to the side, maintaining order so that the surrounding onlookers wouldn't get too numerous, lest a stampede occur.

All that could be heard in the corridor was the sharp sound of arguing, making people uneasy. Even without mentioning the patients with liver disease, Zheng Ren himself couldn't bear it.

After grasping the general outline, Chang Yue glanced at Zheng Ren. Zheng Ren scratched his head and gave an embarrassed, polite smile.

Chang Yue then turned and walked to the ward, first sizing up the two clearly opposing sides of the argument.

One side was the 26‑year‑old mistress who had brought the patient in yesterday; the other was a woman in her fifties, dressed rather plainly, a Middle-aged Woman.

Facing them was a woman about sixty, dressed flashily. Although outnumbered two to one, she showed no sign of weakness.

Whether it was her voice, her aura, or the way she swore, her fierce shrewish demeanor overwhelmed the two opponents. Meanwhile, the two on the other side relied on their numerical advantage to barely hold their ground, not being scolded to tears on the spot.

"This is a hospital, don't quarrel." Chang Yue said coldly, showing none of the warm, gentle expression she usually has when communicating with patients' families.

"If you have something to say, say it properly. The ward is full of patients; some elderly ones have heart conditions—if you argue and trigger an attack, you'll cause trouble too." Zheng Ren stepped into the fray and separated the two sides, three people.

The last sentence was the most important; upon hearing the word "trouble," and with Zheng Ren blocking the middle, their voices lowered, though they still muttered insults at each other.

"You three, come with me." Chang Yue said icily, "You, go watch the patient."

The resident doctor had thought Yue Jie was speaking to him, was about to reply, but saw Zheng Lao Ban smiling apologetically and saying, "All right, don't start arguing. Lao Fan, come along and have a look."

The resident doctor was wholeheartedly convinced.

Yue Jie's aura is truly formidable; I thought only someone like me, a resident doctor, would fear her, but it turns out even Yun Ge'er and Zheng Lao Ban are quite afraid of her.

Watching the patient's lifelong fate, the three family members followed Chang Yue to the demonstration room, with Fan Tian Shui accompanying them on the side, so there was no worry about Chang Yue's safety. Zheng Ren glanced at the ward and asked, "Which patient? Take me to have a look."