Chapter 808: 796 I'm Not Pretending to Be Sick

"Is Chang Yue going back?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Su Yun, want to drink tonight? We still have work this afternoon." Chang Yue rarely spoke to Su Yun in a consultative tone.

Su Yun tilted her head, thought for a moment, sighed. Seeing that everyone had lost their appetite, she stood up to go pay the bill.

Although it wasn't his business, encountering such a thing would definitely leave one feeling low-spirited.

The four walked back in silence, Zheng Ren reflecting on his recent recklessness at work. Although the fundamental purpose was to heal and save lives, in the current medical environment of the capital, compared to frontline earthquake relief, there is an essential difference.

Upon entering the gate, the people causing a disturbance there had not dispersed; instead, they were raging wildly.

Zheng Ren looked at the sea of onlookers, sighed. The pediatrics department now had no staff; many hospitals had closed their pediatric emergency departments. Does every hospital have to close before this is acceptable?

At that moment, a woman hurried past Zheng Ren's side and accidentally bumped into him.

Zheng Ren was strong and sturdy, so it was nothing to him. The woman staggered, almost falling.

"Are you okay?" Zheng Ren asked quickly.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, sorry." The woman apologized anxiously and then ran forward.

She looked to be in her forties, with white streaks at her temples, deep crow's-feet at the corners of her eyes, dressed plainly; although there were no patches, one could tell at a glance that her clothes were old, even though they were washed very clean.

"Why such a rush? Are you hurrying to see the commotion?" Su Yun muttered quietly.

At the entrance of the 912 Emergency Department, a woman in her thirties stood with an eleven- or twelve-year-old boy, as if waiting for someone. The woman held the boy's hand, gazing toward the pediatric emergency area.

The woman who had bumped Zheng Ren came before the two, repeatedly bowing and apologizing.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren felt somewhat surprised, seeing the woman grab the boy's hand, slap his buttocks twice, and pull him away to leave the hospital.

Zheng Ren felt something was off, so he walked over.

"Not studying properly, you just know how to fake illness every day!" the woman who had bumped Zheng Ren said angrily: "This time you've dragged the teacher here again—what exactly do you want to do? If you can't, just drop out; if you don't want to go, then don't study!"

"Mrs. Wang Dong, don't be like that—the child still needs education." The woman who had been taking care of the child, who appeared to be a teacher, perhaps a class monitor, had brought the child to see a doctor.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhu." Wang Dong's mother apologized repeatedly.

"I'll go first then; I still have a class this afternoon." Teacher Zhu hurried away.

Wang Dong's mother twisted his ear hard; the boy's mouth twisted, and he almost cried.

"Cry! You still have the nerve to cry!" Wang Dong's mother feigned a fierce scolding, but tears glimmered in her eyes.

She grabbed Wang Dong's hand and pulled hard, dragging him along, about to take him away.

Zheng Ren looked around, roughly understood what had happened, and immediately went over.

"Boss, where are you going?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

"I'll go check."

"They're disciplining their child, and you're meddling too?" Su Yun didn't understand.

"That child has a problem; he's not pretending to be sick."

"……" Su Yun was stunned.

"Look, he has a red vascular keratosis on his ear." Zheng Ren said while walking.

"When did your eyesight get so good? Besides, isn't a vascular keratosis quite normal? Hmm? Or could it be vascular keratosis syndrome?" Su Yun asked.

"No." Saying this, Zheng Ren had already approached the woman and said politely: "Excuse me, do you want to take the child home?"

"Huh?" Wang Dong's mother blinked, seeing it was Zheng Ren, she felt a little afraid and asked softly: "Did I bump into you? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor? I don't have money..."

Zheng Ren laughed and cried at once.

"No, I'm fine. What's wrong with your child?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He doesn't want to go to school every day, always saying his whole body aches, insisting on coming to the hospital. I've taken him to other hospitals for scans, and they said nothing was wrong. I even took the films to have them looked at, and they also said nothing was wrong." Wang Dong's mother, saying this, felt sorrow well up and rubbed her eyes.

The boy named Wang Dong lifted his head to look at his mother, suddenly frowned, covered his leg, and said: "It hurts here, it really hurts."

"You had it checked at 912?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Teacher Zhu brought him here; since there are many patients, Teacher Zhu called me. Pretending to be sick—when we get home, I'll let you really pretend to be sick!" Wang Dong's mother wore an expression of angry yet heartbroken, making one feel somewhat bitter.

"Little brother, what's your name?" Zheng Ren looked at the boy, bent down, and asked.

"Wang Dong."

Wang Dong's mother wore a wary expression, pulling the child behind her, holding him with both hands, and inching outward bit by bit.

It seemed she regarded Zheng Ren as a bad person.

"I'm a doctor at 912..." Zheng Ren explained, laughing and crying: "I noticed something off with his ear, which is why I wanted to ask."

"Huh?" Wang Dong's mother then saw Xie Yiren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue approaching; they didn't look like bad people, so she relaxed a little.

"Ears? What's wrong with the ears?" She glanced, but also failed to notice the tiny keratosis on the ear.

The keratosis is tiny, protruding only a few millimeters from the skin surface, reddish; if you don't look closely, you can't see it. Even if you look closely, you wouldn't think it's a problem.

Zheng Ren forced out a smile; not far away, the medical disturbance was boisterous, and his smile looked so strained.

"Wang Dong, when does it hurt?" Zheng Ren asked as gently as possible, to avoid stimulating Wang Dong and his mother.

If we really called the police, claiming I tried to abduct a child, that would just be a joke.

"Uncle, my arms and legs often hurt, especially after running. Right after PE class, the pain is unbearable." Wang Dong said timidly: "I'm not faking illness, I really am not faking it; I want to take PE class..."

"Have you been in pain since childhood?" Zheng Ren asked again.

"When I was little it was fine, but it's gotten worse and worse. Now I don't dare exercise, and I envy them being able to play soccer." Wang Dong finally found someone who didn't accuse him of faking illness, and he earnestly poured out his grievances.

"May I examine the child?" Zheng Ren looked at Wang Dong's mother, forcing a gentle smile, but then realized it would be better for Su Yun to do this. His own facial bruise hadn't fully healed; smiling might make him look even more like a bad person.

"Are you a doctor at 912?" Wang Dong's mother eyed Zheng Ren warily, glanced at the crowd causing a disturbance in the pediatric emergency area, and asked.

"Fabry disease is rare; if you don't believe me, I suggest you go in and see a doctor at 912, then get a test—you'll know." Zheng Ren, not angry, continued explaining: "Early diagnosis, early treatment, it's no big deal."

"Fabry disease is rare; if you don't believe me, I suggest you go see the doctor in 912 and get a checkup, then you'll know." Zheng Ren didn't get angry, still explained: "Early diagnosis, early treatment, it's nothing serious."