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[December 9 at the latest.] Time is not tight, Sister Lin?]

Zheng Ren advanced the time by a day, estimating that SF Express would almost arrive, but always leaving a little buffer time.

[Okay, the address will be sent to your department, is it convenient?]

[Convenient. 】

[Then you just wait to receive it, let's not talk about it yet, I'll prepare things.] 】

After putting down WeChat, Zheng Rencai found that he didn't tell Lin Jiaojiao about how much it would cost to buy things.

Forget that Zheng Ren is a little embarrassed.

But when I think about it, how much more can a small tube of lipstick cost, just a hundred or ten dollars, it's not a big deal.

After arranging one thing, Zheng Ren relaxed.

No matter how Su Yun tossed them, they were still very relieved that they had gifts in hand.

The warm winter sun, sunning on the body, without the terrible north wind, makes people feel relaxed all over.

Zheng Ren was holding a book in his hand, but he actually entered the system library to read the periodicals.

The day was peaceful, and Jung in went to the emergency department twice in his spare time. The weather is cold, there are many fewer injuries and accidents, and the emergency department is slightly clean.

One day, and so it passed.

That's good.

It would be nice if we could do this every day.

Zheng Ren asked Xiao Yiren to dinner, and Xiao Yiren said that he was preparing the engagement scene for Ji Fei'er, and asked Zheng Ren if he wanted to come.

Su Yun didn't want Zheng Ren to go, after all, someone needed to be on duty at home. And Zheng Ren didn't want to go, he always felt that seeing Xiao Yiren busy and being kept in the dark, his mood would be a little strange.

Maybe it's because of Director Kong's provocation, just like exhausting all the divine power of the god of the night shift, the night shift is also very quiet, and he didn't even have appendicitis.

After a dull life, Zheng Ren finally found a lot of time to go into the system library and read the periodicals and magazines to his heart's content.

He found that his memory had increased compared to before, and it was difficult to judge how much, after all, the system did not digitize his body, and could only make a rough estimate.

The books I have read are vivid, and I don't need to spread out at all in the moment of life and death.

On the 8th, the clouds were thick, the north wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the airtight windows were booming.

Everyone is busy, and the patients with appendicitis and cholecystitis who were collected on the terrible night shift have been on antibiotics for three days, and some patients have been asked to be discharged from the hospital automatically.

Zheng Ren is still reading periodicals and magazines.

Su Yun hasn't seen him for the past two days, and it is said that he is busy. Zheng Ren expressed helplessness about this, as if he was also the one who was going to be sent off.

However, these things are not as important to Zheng Ren as reading periodicals and magazines.

He occasionally recalled the matter of the system task, if the research center was established, would he complete the task within a month?

Thinking of the huge amount of surgical training time and the system that has rarely promulgated tasks now, Zheng Ren remembered that if there was surgical training time, it must not be wasted.

As for why the big pig's trotters promulgated fewer and fewer tasks, Zheng Ren also found it difficult to understand.

In the afternoon, Zheng Ren was reading a book in the system library, and his mobile phone suddenly rang.

When he picked up his mobile phone, he saw that it was the emergency department, and Zheng Ren's blood pressure immediately increased.

"Hey. ”

"Mr. Zheng, there is a patient, you come down and take a look. ”

"What kind of illness?" Zheng Ren was not very anxious when he heard that voice, so he calmed down. But then there were some doubts, and the internist who called him was a little ...... Wrath?

"I suspect it's domestic violence! The child is covered in wounds!" said the internist, lowering his voice.

"......" Zheng Ren frowned, hung up the phone, and walked straight to the emergency department.

Domestic violence, beating and scolding children, this kind of thing has become extremely rare as the situation of one child in a family has become the norm.

At least Zheng Ren has not encountered a single case in his years of medical practice.

And people who are already adults, such as the middle-aged female patient with several steel needles inserted in the skull, this kind of case many years ago, Zheng Ren has some impressions.

Domestic violence, abuse, Zheng Ren has been pondering, all the way to the emergency department.

There are not many patients in the emergency department, and it is now a "depression" period in the emergency department.

On a red hard plastic chair in the hallway, a woman in her thirties sits with a seven or eight-year-old child tightly in her arms.

The child waved his hands, and his ten fingers were scarred, some were old, some were newly wounded, and even traces of blood could be faintly seen.

And the child's face is also a variety of wounds. Dense, like a spider's web. His lips were bitten, and a line of blood hung on his face, which was extremely poignant.

Zheng Renleng paused.

Looking at the appearance of the child, it is really possible to judge it as domestic violence.

This is not the case with the system, and the background color given by the system panel is a seriously ill bright red.

The diagnosis is - Lesch-Nyhan syndrome.

Hell, how is this disease! Zheng Ren's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

The emergency physician did not sit in the consultation room, but stood coldly not far away, his eyes full of hostility, looking at the child's parents.

Seeing Zheng Ren appear, she immediately trotted to Zheng Ren's side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zheng, call the police." ”

Zheng Ren shook his head, then sighed.

"Mr. Zheng!" The internist was very dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's performance.

After several months of running-in, the doctors in the emergency department have recognized Zheng Ren's technical level, and Zheng is willing.

But in the eyes of the emergency physician, it is a manifestation that Zheng Ren does not want to take responsibility and wants to escape.

In the emergency department, it is not uncommon to encounter husbands and wives fighting and neighbors arguing.

And emergency doctors rarely go to the police.

Two people, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, this kind of thing is the most common. Zheng Ren also encountered an example of a quarrel between two people, and her husband used a kitchen knife to cut a 20cm long wound on his wife's back, which was as deep as the muscular layer.

The victim did not call the police, and was persuaded by her husband to be discharged from the hospital automatically after three or five days of antibiotics.

But that's an adult after all, and they have the ability to act autonomously.

In front of me, it was a seven or eight-year-old child. The child was drooling and looked a little demented.

It is because the child is demented and mentally retarded, and parents want to abuse the child to death and save the burden. Emergency physicians judge so, and they believe it in it.

"Mr. Zheng!" she was very dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's reaction, and whispered again, her words containing infinite dissatisfaction and anger.

"Not what you think. Zheng Ren sighed and said, "I'll ask for a medical history, and you go and prescribe a serum uric acid test for the child." ”

"Huh?" the emergency physician paused.

Serum uric acid is the basis for the diagnosis of rheumatism. The child in front of me was traumatized and severely abused, and what does it have to do with rheumatism?

Could it be that Mr. Zheng has been busy these days?

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