Chapter 3076: 2874 Zheng Lao Ban, your instructions, who should we deal with!

2874 Zheng Lao Ban, your instructions, who should we deal with!

"Boss, there's nothing we can do." Su Yun firmly drew a conclusion, holding her phone, scrolling through Weibo.

"The popularity is shooting up, the key is it's damn visually striking. If this guy went into acting, he'd probably be a veteran‑level actor." Su Yun remarked, her voice sounding quite strange.

Both of them knew deep down it was a medical disturbance, but opportunities to encounter such incidents in 912 were rare; over the years, the only genuine medical disturbance case was the one involving Dahungya at Haicheng City First Hospital.

But that incident was suppressed by Bu Ruotian and Liu Ye, which counted as repaying Zheng Ren a favor.

Dahungya…… Zheng Ren suddenly recalled that this guy had recently been using medical theory to explain his scams.

The strongest fortresses are always breached from within; to resolve this matter, we first need to know their methods of operation. It's like a magic trick—if you can't see through the technique, you can't solve it at all.

To expose a magician's trick, only another magician can do it.

A strange idea popped into Zheng Ren's mind—ask Dahungya.

"Su Yun, what do you think about asking Dahungya?" Zheng Ren asked softly, because he held a complete prejudice against Dahungya, so just thinking of this person made him feel uncomfortable.

If it were anyone else—even Peng lao, Master Yan, or Master Song—Zheng Ren would just pick up his phone and call.

But Dahungya—this guy is like a caterpillar: looks harmless, yet he's disgusting, disgusting to the point of making people sick.

Su Yun paused for a moment, then clenched her right fist and struck her left palm, exclaiming, "Excellent! Brilliant, Boss!"

Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun with a smile; Su Yun blew out a breath, facing the north wind as sharp as a small knife, and said, "If you want to hit him, go ahead—I can't be bothered to talk to him."

This was the first time Su Yun had ever clearly expressed her likes and dislikes; Zheng Ren also had no good recourse—you can't force a cow that won't drink to lower its head.

"Do not impose on others what you yourself do not desire." Zheng Ren murmured this to himself, then took out his phone.

Afterwards he paused for a moment—he didn't have Dahungya's phone number. Normally, when nothing's going on, nobody wants to keep Dahungya's number, and no one wishes to stay in touch with him.

But in this situation…

"Su Yun, do you have Dahungya's phone number?"

"No, keeping his number would make me afraid my phone gets contaminated." Su Yun said contemptuously.

Zheng Ren felt helpless, recalling what Gao Shaojie had said the last time Dahungya brought two women to see a doctor.

He called Liu Zewei.

"Old Liu."

"Hehe, I'm fine on my end; today I came to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital for surgery and ran into something."

"We'll talk later; go online and see—Su Yun says the Weibo discussion has exploded. Uh… do you have Dahungya's number, meaning the phone of Security Captain Huang? I don't know what his full name is."

"Alright, give me the number. Hang up, Old Liu—I'm busy on my end; we'll get in touch later."

Zheng Ren hung up and let out a breath. It's pretty cold; those people standing in the icy wind are shivering, truly pitiful. Even someone like me who knows the inside story can't help feeling a twinge of sympathy, let alone the clueless bystanders gawking.

While waiting for Liu Zewei to send Dahungya's phone number, at that very moment the section chief Ma and the director of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, among others, arrived together at the entrance.

Zheng Ren knew what they were worried about; in this weather, if anyone were to suffer frostbite—whether patient or family member—the situation would become even more difficult.

Now we need to take people to a warm, comfortable place, first ensuring the situation doesn't spread, so there aren't that many onlookers, and then hurry to resolve it.

But Section Chief Ma's ideas are bound to come to nothing; Zheng Ren can already see how things will develop. Even if we go to negotiate a solution, there will surely be countless problems and contradictions to face. Even if the Medical University Affiliated Hospital makes major concessions on this side, we still fear the pit will be impossible to fill.

As for the video recording, saying it's useful makes it useful; saying it's useless makes it worthless!

In the face of public opinion surging like a raging river, who cares about a single operating room's surveillance video? If it were released, it would likely provoke even greater public anger.

The hospital disregards patient privacy and actually records in the operating room! Just that alone is enough to make people furious.

Actually, any hospital of a certain size installs monitoring equipment in its operating rooms, preparing for the unexpected; when lawsuits arise, the hospital side always has to argue its case.

But when a scholar meets a soldier, the surveillance is mostly useless.

The matter will be settled within 24 hours, just depending on how much the Medical University Affiliated Hospital is willing to compensate. Zheng Ren silently watched Section Chief Ma bow and scrape, trying to persuade the patients to go to a warm place—or perhaps he'd rather they go to the ophthalmology department for an exam.

But the non‑violent, non‑cooperative patients just sit there, motionless, treating the Medical University Affiliated Hospital staff as if they were air.

This is to let things sit for a while, giving the bullets time to fly a bit longer.

Otherwise, until the very moment before the outbreak erupts, you'll absolutely never reap the maximum benefit.

Zheng Ren can figure all this out, but he doesn't know how to resolve it.

The phone in his hand vibrated once; Zheng Ren opened it and saw Liu Zewei had sent over Dahungya's business card.

After dialing, Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with a smirk of contempt, as if mocking him—or perhaps… just watching the spectacle.

"Dahungya." At the moment the call connected, Zheng Ren asked in a low voice.

"Zheng…… Boss, Zheng Lao Ban! It's you! Really you!!" From the other end came Dahungya's voice, mixed with surprise and delight, followed by a clatter of cups and plates hitting the floor—quite a mess.

"Zheng Lao Ban, just wait a moment, I'll find a quiet spot—tell me whatever you need to instruct!" Dahungya directly used the word "instruct."

Zheng Ren laughed despite himself; that's Dahungya for you.

Less than ten seconds later, Dahungya's voice came through: "Zheng Lao Ban, your instructions—who should we target!"

Zheng Ren was speechless.

This was his first time dealing with someone like Dahungya, a local ruffian, and he genuinely couldn't stand his manner of speaking.

"I've run into something on my end; I'd like to consult you—where's the problem?" Zheng Ren said solemnly, then proceeded to recount to Dahungya everything he knew about the situation.

Zheng Ren described the course of events as objectively as possible, and finally added his own view of where the problem lay.

The patient's eyes were streaming bloody tears—that's the crux of the issue; to this day Zheng Ren still can't fathom what happened.

After hearing this, Dahungya also froze for a moment, but it seemed only about a second; he then chuckled and said, "Zheng Lao Ban, it's a small matter."

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Zheng Ren felt the sky was about to collapse; if this had happened in 912, if it had happened to him personally, he figured his energy would already be depleted, leaving him dazed and at a loss. But coming from Dahungya's mouth, it turned straight into a trivial matter.

Where is heavenly justice!

"Zheng Lao Ban, do you have a video of the troublemaker forcing an adopted son? Let me take a quick look."