Chapter 2641: 2542.2445 Old Hand

2542.2445 Old Hand

Lin Ge greeted the Security Department, called two capable security guards to the Medical Department, then had Zheng Ren and Su Yun stay in the security department's monitoring room, while he himself went back alone to the office of the Medical Department Dispute Office and sat down.

The security here didn't know Zheng Ren, but they knew Fan Tian Shui. For Fan's boss, the guards' respect came from the heart. Only someone who could make that kind of person admire them is not ordinary; they have their own logic.

Facing a not-so-standard salute, Zheng Ren sincerely expressed his thanks.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun sat in the Security Department's monitoring room and switched the feed to the Dispute Office.

He felt a bit embarrassed, but whenever he thought of that child who seemed fated by destiny, Zheng Ren steeled himself to act.

What I owe Lin Ge, I'll repay double later.

"Boss, look at Director Lin's expression—I feel he's being a bit sneaky today." Su Yun said, holding a cigarette, just like a little hooligan.

"That's not right to say; Director Lin is taking the blame today." Zheng Ren sighed and said.

"Never mind that, you know when you encounter an unreasonable person, what's the best way to handle it?" Su Yun asked.

"Um..." Zheng Ren pondered, then shook his head.

"In the United States, a group of edgy teens did a test, choosing various actions. Taking off their pants was the most effective, shouting 'COMEON' gave the opponent the highest chance of fleeing in disgrace." Su Yun laughed loudly.

"When getting hit, taking off your pants might affect your footing. Then, when someone hits you, you'd still have to hold onto your pants—how miserable could it be?" Zheng Ren, feeling no humor, said expressionlessly.

"Can't you be a bit more interesting?" Su Yun asked disparagingly.

"What do you think Director Lin will do?"

"At worst it's just those few tactics." Su Yun said, "If it were me, my first strategy would be to slam the table right away and tell her the plot's exposed. While she's flustered, I'd directly trick her into telling the truth."

"The second is to negotiate nicely, empathize, tell her we can understand, and obediently not make a big fuss."

Actually, those are basically the ways to solve the problem; besides that, I really don't know what other tricks Lin Ge could pull.

This is a pot, a black, dingy pot; Zheng Ren silently watched Lin Ge on the monitor, faintly seeing that pot he'd thrown at him perched on Lin Ge's head.

In the monitor, Lin Ge wasn't in a rush; he first brewed a cup of green tea, then made a phone call. Holding an enamel basin, he sat there leisurely blowing the tea foam.

Seeing Lin Ge, Director Lin, sitting like a statue about to embark on a fishing trip, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were a bit puzzled.

Soon, a doctor in his forties wearing a white coat appeared on the screen.

"Sound, turn up the volume!" Su Yun hurriedly said.

After turning up the volume, they heard Lin Ge speaking slowly and deliberately the latter part of his sentence.

"The Emergency Department filed an adverse event report; this patient is a latent risk—do you have any considerations?"

"Um... Is this preparing to lie to the end, even deceiving our own people, or is it just some trick? It doesn't look like they're going to scold the child's mother; it looks like they want to solve the problem."

Zheng Ren frowned, watching the screen, ears perked up to listen.

The secondary on-duty professor from Pediatrics sat on the sofa beside Lin Ge, began counting on his fingers the possible complications.

Lin Ge, meanwhile, showed impatience, constantly saying he no longer counted as part of the Medical Department, and that if Director Ye weren't away, he wouldn't have taken on this mess.

Soon the Pediatrics secondary professor grew flustered. He remembered that young patient—after all, someone hospitalized three to five times in half a year would be seen often during morning rounds, and anyone would have an impression.

"Director Lin, I think it might be a rare genetic disease at the gene level." The secondary on-duty professor began to explain.

Her meaning was that doing the tests would be quite troublesome, and the patient's family might not consent.

"That troublesome?" Lin Ge took a sip of tea, calmly said: "This is a medical latent risk; I looked at the past records—hospitalized five times in half a year, each diagnosis vague."

As he spoke, his voice had sunk lower.

"With such repeated hospitalizations, and it's still a child—aren't you afraid something will happen?"

"Um... If Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't know Lin Ge, they'd have been confused already. This is clearly about shifting the blame to Pediatrics, and labeling it a technical accident."

Although it's not a responsibility accident, the Pediatrics staff can't stand it either.

As expected, the Pediatrics secondary professor began listing various rare genetic diseases and how difficult similar tests would be.

Lin Ge patiently listened to her finish, then said: "I'll greet Director Ye, hurry up and finish this so I can go home. You, go out and wait for me a moment."

Having said that, Lin Ge kicked the Pediatrics secondary professor out.

Su Yun seemed to grasp Lin Ge's intention, he slapped his thigh and said: "Director Lin wants to draw blood!"

"Watch and see, I think so."

Zheng Ren and Su Yun hadn't considered that, because such tests require coordination with the municipal bureau. Having been in Di Du for less than a year, they've had little contact with that side. For frontline clinical doctors, this is a blind spot in their thinking.

In the screen, Lin Ge never made a call; he just sipped water, then called the Pediatrics on-duty secondary professor back in, starting to discuss how to differentiate the diagnosis, screen family members' genetic typing for defects that could cause the child's issues.

When talking about the related theory, Zheng Ren felt a bit lost, wanting to go to the System Library to carefully examine pediatric-related material—things like the RYR1 gene, the first ten introns between DNA exons, etc.

"Then let's do it." Lin Ge sipped tea, offhandedly said: "Money is a small matter; Director Ye also said the Medical Department can call the Inpatient Management Division to virtualize this amount."

The Pediatrics secondary staff were dumbfounded; Director Lin, having been transferred, now doesn't want to manage anything and goes straight for the toughest move.

However, the superiors have decided; she didn't say more, only hoping this money wouldn't come from the department and delay everyone's bonuses. But if they could understand the illness and avoid further trouble, it would seem quite worthwhile.

"Call the patient's mother; I'll talk to her."

The Pediatrics secondary left; Lin Ge began looking for a folder, found a document, printed it out, and quietly waited for the patient's mother to arrive.

Soon, a gentle woman sat down opposite Lin Ge.

The Pediatrics secondary professor began explaining the condition, considering it a recessive genetic disease requiring blood tests from all immediate family members.

Including paternal, maternal lineages, etc.

The patient's mother was a bit doubtful, but faced with piles of jargon and Lin Ge's step-by-step persuasive talk, she only agreed to have her own blood drawn. As for other immediate relatives, she said they currently couldn't come to 912 for blood draw.