1200 Boss Zheng quarrels

"Huh?!" Zheng Renhuo stood up.

"ICU, MD!" Su Yun scolded viciously, and his anger could be felt through the phone.

"What are you doing to eat!" Zheng Ren scolded rarely, "Chang Yue is fine." ”

"It's fine. Su Yun said stupidly.

"I'll go right away. Zheng Ren then hung up the phone.

"Lao Liu, I'll go up and take a look, you stay at home. After Zheng Ren finished speaking, the people had already rushed out.

When he went out, Zheng Ren calmed down instead. He didn't take the fire escape and crawled to the ICU. Although climbing more than a dozen floors is not a problem for him, after all, he is a man who carries dozens of pounds of lead clothes for three days and three nights of surgery, and his body is outrageously strong.

Rushing forward like this can only lead to a more intense conflict, not a solution, Zheng Ren knows. Or calm down and think about what's going on. Chang Yue is fine, Su Yun is still there, and the others, Zheng Ren can't control it for the time being.

Waiting for the elevator, there are a lot of people.

The bustling world is noisy and vibrant. Zheng Ren gradually calmed down, recalled a series of things, and felt that the only person who might do something to Director Zhang was the patient's father.

Director Zhang tried to perform the operation, but the patient's father did not think so, which is the most reasonable explanation.

When I got on the elevator, it was crowded with people, and the elevator room was filled with the smell of sweat. Although it was noisy, Zheng Ren gradually calmed down in this popularity.

When he came to the ICU, Zheng Ren saw that the corridor was crowded with people.

The security guards are maintaining order, watching the crowd of people overflow. Zheng Ren was also helpless, and he didn't know where these passers-by came from. It's a deep-seated habit, even in the hospital. Wherever there is commotion, they come faster than the Lord.

Relying on his physical strength, Zheng Ren squeezed in directly.

Avoiding the elderly, Zheng Ren didn't want any more moths to come out. This day is sad enough.

The security guard was maintaining a fragile peace, and Director Zhang was sitting on a chair in the confession room, his hands covering his head, blood flowing from his fingers.

Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura spread.

Su Yun stood in front of Chang Yue, who tugged at his arm, pulling him alive and dead to prevent him from rushing over.

"Director Zhang, how are you?" Zheng Ren hurriedly strode over and asked in a deep voice. There was no problem with the system panel, and the diagnosis was head trauma, which was estimated to be skin trauma.

"It's fine, just touched it, skin trauma. Director Zhang Lin said.

"What's going on?" asked Jung-in.

"The fortune teller found at home said it was ......" Su Yun glared angrily at the person opposite. Zheng Ren followed his gaze and saw that it was a middle-aged man in his thirties, a little thin, but also looked fairy.

There is a red spot on the wrist, which looks like a butterfly, which is somewhat beautiful. If you hadn't seen it on such an occasion, anyone would have looked twice.

The fingers are a little pale, and there is no blood color. This kind of whiteness gives people the illusion of being full of yin energy.

"It's him, saying that there is something wrong in the family, and the two sons can't save it. If you forcibly protect people, the whole family will have bad luck in the future. In the end, the family was ruined, and there was no place to bury the dead. Su Yun said coldly.

Zheng Ren looked at the "master", and the system panel was a medium red, with a strange diagnosis marked on it - autoimmune insulin receptor disease.

This disease...... His mind frantically searched for information.

"And then?" asked Zheng Ren as he pondered his condition.

At this time, he didn't have much heart to cure his illness, the clay man still had a three-point earthy temperament, honest and honest like Zheng Ren, and he was angered this time.

"Master, that little doctor is the master. Looking at the lively crowd, the bearded man said proudly.

"That's a doctor, not a master. Someone next to him retorted.

"You know, I took my wife to see a doctor, and they even knew what was wrong with her. I didn't say a word, anyway, you believe it or not, I believe it. The beard has become a little fan of Zheng Ren, and the urn said angrily.

The man in his thirties was wearing a cloth coat with a dusty appearance, and after hearing the words of the beard, his face tightened slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Dare to ask the little brother Gao's surname?"

"People, did you hit it?" Zheng Ren asked coldly.

"It's not. The man smiled and said, his voice was good, and his appearance was quite good, "This is all destiny, vain attempt to intervene, there will be ......"

"You are also worthy of life!" Zheng Ren roared, like a thunderbolt, buzzing, the people around him were startled, and many people's faces turned white at once.

Zheng Ren took a step forward, although he was not a soldier, but the spirit of a horse that saw through life and death that he had practiced during the earthquake relief burst out, like a mountain.

"You're going to be dead on the streets, do you know that you still have the face to say the destiny here?" Zheng Ren shouted.

"You ......" The man was stunned for a moment, Zheng Ren was wearing a white suit, his body was like a mountain, and his momentum was compelling. I originally expected him to be reasonable or come up to fight, but none of this happened, and he actually said that he was going to die!

The man's fingers were pale, and he raised them with a slight tremble, pointing at Zheng Ren.

Suddenly, his fingers turned from pale to bright red, and the whole person began to twitch and tremble, and then fell to the ground and spasmed.

"Look, what am I talking about?" The crowd of onlookers around them were dumbfounded, and said triumphantly with their beards, "Boss Zheng is the master, what are you talking about! That person must have been caught by some, dare to provoke the master, isn't this death?

"Uh......" The people around him could just say two sentences, but now they couldn't say a word, and looked at them in a daze.

Su Yun was also stunned and stood behind Zheng Ren, his white clothes were half-dissolved, and he looked like he was ready to tear off his white clothes at any time and rush up to fight. Although the number of opponents is large, Su Yun is not afraid.

This is Zhuge Liang scolding the dead king Situ?

When the boss said these two words, why did he fall down?

Chang Yue was also dumbfounded, and the big double eyelids behind the glasses kept clicking, looking confused.

The patient's father panicked.

Originally, he firmly believed in the statement of this "master", but why was he scolded by this young doctor and fell down?

It's a little louder, but it's not so loud.

He also heard the voices of people with beards in the crowd next to him, and he was very worried.

I'm afraid that the master I found was fake, and it was real to be covered by something dirty, and it was ...... to be suppressed

Don't you feel that you have sinned against a certain Heavenly Master?

In just an instant, he sweated down, and he trembled and wanted to step forward to speak, but he accidentally stumbled down and knelt down on one knee in front of Zheng Ren.

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