Chapter 49 The Vicissitudes of Life

Zheng Ren rushed back to the emergency department. In the lobby, he saw Director Pan chatting with someone. Both seemed to be very happy, giving out hearty laughter from time to time.

That person is a bit familiar, who is it?

For Zheng Ren, a patient with advanced face blind cancer, it would be difficult to remember if it wasn't for the people he met every day.

Even if his IQ is 150+, even if he never forgets.

For a face-blind patient to rely on his back to judge a stranger who has seen a few times, the difficulty is undoubtedly SS level.

"Director Pan, I'm back." Zheng Ren came to the two and said.

"The third one came to you and said that he wanted to thank you, hurry up to have dinner after get off work, and go back to rest." Director Pan said.

At this time, Zheng Ren could see who the person was coming, and adding Director Pan's words, he remembered that this was the housekeeper of the richest man in Haicheng, the third master.

He also didn't know the relationship between the old director Pan and the third master. Why did Director Pan call the third master the third one.

"Third Master, we meet again." Zheng Ren smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, gentle and elegant.

"Dr. Zheng, young and promising, really amazing." Third Master said.

"Don't stand here to be polite." Director Pan waved his hand, a little domineering to stop the two of them from chatting, "The corridor is about to end, so you won't be allowed to sit in my office. I heard that Zheng Ren was in a coma with low blood sugar just now. , Third, take him to dinner quickly. Let me tell you, if anyone dares to drink him, I will go to trouble you tomorrow."

The third master smiled and waved his hand, indicating that the situation that Director Pan said would not happen.

"Director Pan, that patient..." Zheng Ren was still thinking about the hundreds of patients with sub-nitrite poisoning, for fear of an accident.

This is the case in the medical industry, no matter how awesome the big hands are, they can't avoid accidents.

Rescue is saved, but who can guarantee that there will be no liver and kidney failure? Who can guarantee that transient toxic shock state will not induce other diseases?

"The hospital won't work without you?" Director Pan scolded, his eyes full of love, as if looking at his youngest and most favored son, "Tonight, if you are allowed to shut down and sleep, the sky will fall. find you."

Zheng Ren nodded.

Whether it is a young doctor or a perennial old doctor, or a general inpatient who lives in a hospital with nowhere to go, or a deputy director or director, they will all have a habit of turning on their mobile phones 24 hours a day.

When the phone rings in the middle of the night, if the hospital calls, the adrenaline will soar immediately before the call is answered. Shenma is lazy in the bed, and Shenma gets up and gas, saying that it doesn't exist at all.

Just like this big rescue, the city's first hospital mobilized the strength of the whole hospital, hundreds of patients, and only a lot more medical staff needed to work together.

To rely only on Zheng Ren... It is estimated that most of the patients are already cold.

Zheng Ren smiled and nodded.

"Doctor Zheng, please." The third master was warm, and his words and demeanor made people happy.

Saying goodbye to Director Pan, Zheng Ren and the third master left the door of the emergency building.

A black elongated car was parked in front of the door. What brand it was and what kind of luxury it was, Zheng Ren had never studied luxury cars and had no idea at all.

A simple and honest-looking driver wearing a suit and bow tie opened the car door and bowed to invite the two of them in.

Zheng Ren found out that the doors of this car are open to the side, not the same direction as ordinary family cars and SUVs.

After getting in the car and chatting with the third master, Zheng Ren felt tired and used his body.

People are not made of iron.

During the rescue, the body automatically secreted adrenaline, which made him forget tiredness and hunger. But now that everything has gotten worse, Zheng Ren just wants to go to bed and get a good night's sleep.

When the lights are on, even the most luxurious cars can't go fast.

It took nearly half an hour for the black luxury car to arrive at the gate of a plain, ordinary courtyard.

There is a black signboard on the lintel, on which is written four quaint big characters - Hongni Xiaoge.

Two waiters stood at the door, opened the car door, and sent the third master and Zheng Ren in silently and professionally.

The yard is not big, with a rockery and gurgling water, creating a kind of paradise in the hustle and bustle of the city.

However, Zheng Ren has no elegant bones in his body, and is not interested in these ingenious designs at all.

Just kidding, people who can afford this are not bad money. In order to support himself, what kind of hardship has Zheng Ren not suffered? Where is there any leisurely poking around these things.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, a woman wearing a red trench coat and a black hair shawl greeted him.

"Doctor Zheng, I finally see you." The woman...it should be a girl, she said gently.

This person is extremely beautiful, with snow-white skin and a layer of luster, like a fairy sister carved from a large piece of raw jade.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the blue silk is like the wind. His bright eyes are like stars, and he can look directly into Zheng Ren's heart.

It's just that this man can't tell his age.

Judging by her sway and ease in her gestures, she seems to have the temperament of a strong woman who has been in the business for more than ten years in her mid-thirties and forties.

And looking at the eyebrows, there is still a hint of childishness, and he looks like he is about 20 years old.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then responded with a gentle smile, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand.

The cold fingers slid across Zheng Ren's hand, like a dragonfly on the water, making people not feel a trace of fireworks.

"I'm the daughter of Buyun Pavilion, Buli. Doctor Zheng, please come inside." The woman named Buli politely made a gesture of invitation.

Zheng Ren had an impression of the richest man in Haicheng, and his surname was indeed Bu. Moreover, he had at least ten hospital-wide consultations before the surgery at Buyun Pavilion, and Zheng Ren still remembered his name freshly.

It's just that the daughter of Bu Yun Pavilion is called Bu Li. This name is too quaint.

Entering the room and taking a seat, a white-hat chef who is almost on the roof will cook all kinds of delicacies on the spot at the table with his family.

Zheng Ren had never seen such a scene, nor was he interested, nor would it make him feel some kind of amazing emotion and then kneel and lick it.

In his opinion, it was nothing more than vegetable snails and undercooked steak.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was in a calm mood and did not show the slightest surprise, the third master was a little interested. While chatting and laughing, anecdotes from all over the world come easily, but they all agree with Zheng Ren's appetite and have a great conversation.

Bu Li occasionally said a few words, commenting on the dishes and pointing out the country. Although there are not many words, it adds a lot of color to the third master's jokes.

The food was very bland, the beef was undercooked, Zheng Ren was not full, and he missed the small skewer shop in front of his house.

At this time, go to a few skewers, drink a bottle of cool cola, that is life.

Seeing that Zheng Ren's face was getting more and more tired, the third master and Bu Li were both shrewd people. After looking at each other, Bu Li said, "My father's surgery, I would like to thank Dr. Zheng for his righteousness."

"You're welcome, it's what a doctor should do." Zheng Ren smiled.

"There's nothing that should or shouldn't. From my understanding, no matter how far you do it, you'll have to take the blame." Bu Li also understood.

Things are the same.

Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.

"It's not a blessing to know that Sai Weng has lost his horse. Dr. Zheng didn't go to the emergency department. He was favored by Lao Pan, and his future is boundless." said the third master.

"Haha, I'm used to it." Zheng Ren said lightly, "In the hospital, you can see the world, so many things gradually fade away.

For example, the vast majority of vegetative caregivers are mothers.

For example, spouses often prefer to forgo treatment.

For example, the child who is caring for his parents is usually not the most favored one in the family.

For example, if a girl comes to have an ectopic pregnancy, she must catch the man who sent her as soon as possible, and don't let him run away, otherwise no one will pay for the medical bills. "

Zheng Ren's voice was flat, as if an old man who saw through the world was sitting in front of the fire. It was cold and windy outside, and it was cold and lonely inside. With a blanket on his knees and a fire, reminiscing about the past.

An air of vicissitudes came oncoming.

The third master nodded, he, the old man, had already seen through these bad things.

Bu Li's eyes were a little dim, and he said, "Doctor Zheng can see it clearly. The situation of each family is different, but the things in the world are similar, it's really not worth it."

With a sigh of relief, Bu Li immediately smiled, and the flowers bloomed in the house, "Don't talk about these literary and artistic topics, I have something to trouble Dr. Zheng."

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