Chapter 525: 517 Anxiety Triggered by the Red Envelope

"Who are you asking about?" Zheng Renye also felt curious, not embarrassed, and asked with a chuckle.

"Isn't this asking about a hospital in the capital?" The patient's family member felt a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, and said: "They said it's a difficult disease, we wouldn't dare treat it in Hai Cheng... if we delay it, we'll regret it for life."

Zheng Ren understood, smiled, and nodded.

"The family contacted Chief Wang of the General Surgery Department at 912 Hospital; Chief Wang said you helped him solve a major problem when you were doing research in the capital." The patient's family member said: "Chief Wang said he didn't understand this illness, and with you here, there's no need to consult him again. Listening to you, it's definitely correct."

"Chief Wang?" Zheng Ren tried to recall, but he just couldn't remember what the chief of the General Surgery Department looked like.

He only remembered that he happened to encounter a patient with P-J Syndrome then, and he went up to perform the surgery himself.

A basin full of intestinal polyps—that's Zheng Ren's impression of Chief Wang.

Since that's the case, let's prepare for the surgery.

Zheng Ren chuckled, comforted the old man a few more words, then received a call: the operating room was ready, and Su Yun had also rushed back.

Zheng Ren was about to leave the room when a patient's family member hurriedly called out to him.

"Chief Zheng, please wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren turned his head.

"This is a little token from the family; please accept it." The patient's family member shoved a red envelope into Zheng Ren's white coat pocket and gripped his hand tightly, not letting him pull away.

Zheng Ren felt helpless, glanced at it, and saw other patients in the room—this pushing and shoving looked rather unsightly.

Zheng Ren smiled and did not firmly refuse.

Seeing Zheng Ren accept the red envelope, the family finally felt relieved.

The patient had already been sent up; Zheng Ren had no time to deal with the money. He felt the thickness of the red envelope and estimated it was 2000 yuan.

For a general surgery procedure, that's already a lot. But for Zheng Ren's stature... if the family knew, that amount would be far too little.

"Zhong Min, here's a red envelope—I need to go up for surgery, no time. Please run and pay the hospitalization fee." Zheng Ren tossed the red envelope in front of Zhong Min.

Zhong Min stared for a moment, somewhat puzzled.

"Chief Zheng, isn't the success of the surgery uncertain?" Zhong Min asked worriedly.

"Surgery? No problem—just remove a segment of the intestine and anastomose it; it's quite simple." Zheng Ren said.

"Then..."

"I'm not short of money; this cash is hot to hold. Hurry up—if you're late, the family will surely think something went wrong with the surgery." Zheng Ren thought of another possibility and urged.

Although Zhong Min didn't quite understand, he did as Zheng Ren instructed.

Su Yun sent the patient away, and Zheng Ren leisurely went upstairs to change clothes.

When Zheng Ren had changed his clothes and entered the operating room, Chu Yan zhi had already finished anesthesia, and Su Yun had begun disinfecting.

Zheng Ren scrubbed his hands, went up, helped Su Yun lay out the instruments, and the surgery began.

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After the patient entered the operating room, the family waited anxiously outside.

A few minutes later, Zhong Min arrived at the surgery waiting area.

"Who paid the patient's hospitalization deposit?" Zhong Min asked.

"Me? Is the money not enough?" an older man stood up and asked.

"This is the red envelope you just gave Chief Zheng; he asked me to pay the hospitalization fee." Zhong Min smiled, "This is the deposit receipt; when you're discharged, you need to bring all deposit receipts, otherwise you can't complete discharge procedures." With that, he went downstairs.

Having said that, Zhong Min handed the deposit receipt to the family and turned to leave.

The red envelope wasn't sent out... the family suddenly panicked.

What the hell kind of rhythm is this? It's the rhythm of a lead surgeon who has no grasp of successfully performing the surgery!

If the surgery could succeed, who wouldn't take a thick red envelope? Why go pay the hospitalization deposit before even going up?

The atmosphere instantly grew solemn.

"This Chief Zheng looks so young—can the surgery actually work?"

"The doctors in the capital all say it's fine; probably no problem."

"Could it be a case of mistaken identity? Although he looks honest and reliable, he's really too young—probably hasn't been out of school for long."

"Yeah, I also think it's a case of mistaken identity. Otherwise, why wouldn't they accept the red envelope?"

The more they talked, the tenser the family became; finally a family member said: "I know someone who's an ironclad buddy of the General Surgery Department head—why not let him come take a look?"

"Like that... okay?"

"Just taking a look isn't a big deal. If he can't do it, there's still an assistant, right? Our dad is old; if we wait until the surgery can't be done to look for help, it'll probably be too late."

Saying that, they settled on it.

After several twists and turns, passing the request from person to person, they made nearly ten phone calls before finally reaching Director Sun.

The family member handling this looked somewhat grim; after finally finding Director Sun, he didn't say anything on the phone and just ran straight to the General Surgery Department.

When they were drinking and bragging about how close their ties were, claiming they could just call Director Sun for anything, they actually ended up making that many calls.

His face was surely running thin; he prepared to slip Director Sun a red envelope to avoid losing all face.

When Director Sun heard it was Zheng Ren's surgery, and the family wanted him to go take a look, sure enough, just as expected, he shook his head like a rattle drum.

What kind of joke is this? He hasn't gotten enough of being slapped in the face by Zheng Ren yet?

Going to the observation platform? Zheng Ren is fine to say—if I don't provoke him, he usually won't bare his teeth. But Zheng Ren's assistant...

Damn, how can there be such a messed-up person in the world?

Just thinking of Su Yun made Director Sun shake his head even more violently.

He doesn't even fear shaking his blood pressure high enough to cause a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Director Sun, you see..." the family member also stared dumbfounded; he had said everything fully, but never expected Director Sun to refuse even to take a look.

"Chief Zheng is performing the surgery—do we still need to look? Hurry back; at this point, the surgery is probably already done." Director Sun refused firmly.

Face? The person looking for me, we aren't that close. Because of him, wanting to rush over to harm others, Director Sun would absolutely not do such a thing.

「Director Sun, the elderly at home are old; we, as their children, this isn't Worry? 」The patient's family took out a red envelope from their pocket; judging by its thickness, it should be a thousand yuan.

The red envelope was bought on a whim when passing by the small supermarket in the courtyard while coming over.

「What are you doing! 」Director Sun glared, his whole body full of righteousness.

「This is just a little token from our family. 」The patient's family, also a seasoned hand, wouldn't care about whether it's proper or not.

Half-heartedly resisting yet yielding, appearing to refuse while actually welcoming.

In the end, the two tugged at each other, pretending not to know where the red envelope actually was.

「Let's go take a look; I also happen to have something to discuss with Chief Zheng. 」Director Sun rose, full of righteousness, straightened his White Coat, and said.

「Thank you, Director Sun. 」The patient's family finally relaxed, glanced at the time; only thirty-five Minute had passed since entering the Operating Room.

Subtracting the anesthesia time, the Shou Bing is estimated to have just begun.

Everything,

It's still not too late.