Chapter 507: 499 Don't Compare Yourself with Chief Zheng

For now, let's keep the treatment normal. Zheng Ren said: "I've contacted Director Pan, to see if the hospital can waive part of the fees. If the patient's family can't come up with the money, I'll pay it."

Usually when you treat us to a meal, it's just skewers. Boss, when did you become so generous?" Su Yun habitually blurted out.

I feel uneasy, my thoughts are not smooth." Zheng Ren said lightly.

Su Yun also agreed with Zheng Ren's approach, and he even had other plans in mind.

The patient, knowing he was going to die, desperately bit the endotracheal tube with his teeth; this act of struggling to survive moved everyone present.

Exert as much effort as you can; the final outcome, leave it to fate.

But teasing Zheng Ren is also just Su Yun's habit.

Though he calls him "boss" with his mouth, his body is honest; upon seeing Zheng Ren's wooden face, Su Yun wants to find all sorts of ways to tease him.

After leaving the ICU, Zheng Ren saw the young man kneeling before the patient's parents, slumped and powerless on the ground, his eyes dead gray. Blood streamed from his forehead, looking gruesome.

"Su Yun, take him to bandage his wound." Zheng Ren said.

"Wait a moment, I'm afraid you'll lose if you get into an argument." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren nodded.

Su Yun's worry is absolutely not unfounded; it's a fact.

The patient's parents possess a natural sense of righteousness.

Zheng Ren, after all, is just a stranger met by chance; even if he boasts, he's merely an unfamiliar doctor—what right does he have to decide whether treatment is needed?

He doesn't know the specific legal provisions; everything he did was merely a momentary surge of righteous indignation.

Now he has calmed down a bit, with no regrets, but thinking about facing the indifferent family members gives him a headache.

"Then I'll take him to bandage the wound, and you communicate with the patient's family." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun stared wide-eyed, his eyes like light bulbs, and said: "Boss, you're really shameless."

"It's fine." Zheng Ren smiled.

"By the way, boss, we still need to do the 64-slice scan; Sister Zhao is waiting." Su Yun suddenly remembered this, and Zheng Ren felt another headache.

But... it's okay.

If I leave now, the pressure exerted by the patient's family will inevitably fall on the ICU doctors.

It's not that the ICU doctors don't want the patient to live; at this point they'd have to endure countless troubles, even the risk of being beaten by the patient's family. A female doctor—Zheng Ren worries she can't bear it.

"Tell Sister Zhao we'll be a bit late." Zheng Ren said, "If Sister Zhao has something on her end, then let's meet tomorrow noon."

Su Yun nodded; Zheng Ren wanted to call the patient's family, but only then did he suddenly realize he didn't even know the patient's name.

"Was I too impulsive?" Zheng Ren asked himself; the answer was no.

Unconsciously, Zheng Ren had already undergone some changes that are hard to put into words.

"What should we do?" Zheng Ren felt a bit at a loss.

Forget it, just stay at the doorway; if they force their way in and try to carry the person out, someone needs to stand up to them.

Storming the ICU and forcibly carrying someone out—this sort of thing has happened before.

Zheng Ren thought it over, then immediately called Fan Tian Shui, asking him to come up and help.

While he was on the phone, another call came in, and Zheng Ren heard a "dudu" tone in his ear.

That night, there were many phone calls.

He glanced at it—it was an unknown number.

Zheng Ren called back.

"Chief Zheng, I'm Lin JiaoJiao."

"Sister Lin, hello." Zheng Ren was polite: "I have a matter I'd like to consult a lawyer about; coincidentally, the lawyer I've recently been in touch with is your side's Lawyer Ge. Could you give me his number?"

"What's inconvenient about that?" Lin JiaoJiao feigned anger, scolding: "If you have something to ask Sister Lin for, as long as I can handle it, I'll definitely not be vague."

"Thank you."

"You go ahead and get busy." Lin JiaoJiao sensed a hint of impatience and anger in Zheng Ren's voice; being worldly-wise, she knew it wasn't a good time to talk, so she hung up directly.

Zheng Ren felt somewhat relieved; at least he could consult a professional lawyer.

To stand firm, one must first be justified; otherwise, even if you want to pour out your hot blood, you'll find nowhere to do it.

While they were in contact, two people approached, followed by a black, rickety flatbed cart.

"Where's my daughter? When will you push her out?" the man said.

Zheng Ren looked into his eyes, wanting to soften his expression a bit, but he simply couldn't.

"I'm a doctor at City First Hospital; I've just examined the patient, and I believe her condition is treatable." Zheng Ren said solemnly.

"No money!"

"No treatment!"

The patient's parents, in unison yet with different voices, said:

"Why?" Zheng Ren frowned.

"For no reason, what do you mean? Who do you think you are? Get lost, we're taking our daughter home." The man gave Zheng Ren a sideways glance and said harshly.

"The money issue can be negotiated." Zheng Ren said pleadingly: "I can perform the surgery; regarding the surgical fees..."

"What are you nitpicking about here!" The person pushing the cart stepped forward and scolded: "Hurry up, the rural roads are rough; even if he dies, we still have to cremate him—tonight we've got plenty to deal with!"

"No!" The patient's boyfriend, realizing this, legs weak, crawled over to the patient's parents.

He no longer had the strength to beg; he could only use his body to block them, even for just a second.

Zheng Ren sighed and said: "The patient can still be saved; it's not that..."

"As I said, get to the side, stop nitpicking!" The man pushing the cart said viciously, his carrot-thick finger pointing at Zheng Ren.

"Ow..." A large hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the finger pointing at Zheng Ren and twisting it slightly.

No injury, just pain.

That person's body twisted into a ridiculous arc, with absolutely no strength to resist.

"Who are you talking to, pointing and gesturing?" Only then did Fan Tian Shui say coldly.

First, a single move subdues the enemy, then a beep-beep, applying just the right amount of force, causing no casualties, yet instantly disintegrating the opponent's combat power.

Veteran in experience, skilled in technique.

Fan Tian Shui seems to have learned a lot during this time.

Otherwise, with his former instincts, he would surely defeat the enemy in one move, not killing but causing serious injury.

This is domestic, not a battlefield; if it were really like that, Fan Tian Shui would probably have worn a hole in the prison floor by now.

"Here." Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief; with Fan Tian Shui present, he could buy some more time.

The aggravating thing is, why hasn't Lawyer Ge called yet?

There are some legal issues that Zheng Ren doesn't understand either, so he can't act with full force.

One careless misstep will inevitably cross the red line.

"Who are you, why are you hitting people!" The man put on a fierce front but was actually timid, stepping back slightly, fearing that Fan Tian Shui might suddenly lash out and hurt someone.

"Speak properly, don't gesticulate like Chief Zheng." Fan Tian Shui said sternly, then released his gripped fingers.