Chapter 1199 Boss Zheng Quarrel

"Huh?!" Zheng Ren suddenly stood up.

"ICU, MD!" Su Yun cursed fiercely, and he could feel his anger through the phone.

"What are you doing to eat!" Zheng Ren scolded rarely, "Is Chang Yue all right?"

"It's okay." Su Yun said angrily.

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

"Lao Liu, I'll take a look, you stay to watch the house." After Zheng Ren finished speaking, the man had already rushed out.

After going out, Zheng Ren calmed down. He did not take the fire escape and climbed to the ICU. Although it was not a problem for him to climb a dozen floors, after all, he was a man who carried dozens of pounds of lead clothing for three days and three nights of surgery. His body was outrageous.

Just rushing up like this can only lead to more intense conflicts, rather than solving the problem, Zheng Ren knew. Just calm down and think about what happened. Chang Yue is fine, Su Yun is still there, and Zheng Ren can't take care of the others for the time being.

There are many people waiting for the elevator.

The bustling world is noisy and full of vitality. Zheng Ren gradually calmed down, recalled a series of events, and felt that the only person who might attack Director Zhang was the patient's father.

Director Zhang tried to do the operation, but the patient's father didn't think so. This is the most reasonable explanation.

When I got on the elevator, it was full of 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 full of people.

The security was maintaining order, and the crowd was crowded. Zheng Ren was also very helpless, and did not know where these passersby came from. It's an ingrained habit, even in the hospital. Where there is liveliness, they come faster than the master.

Relying on his strength, Zheng Ren squeezed in directly.

To avoid the elderly, Zheng Ren didn't want to have any more moths. This day is already worrying enough.

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

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

Su Yun stood in front of Chang Yue, Chang Yue grabbed his arm and kept him from rushing past.

"Director Zhang, how are you?" Zheng Ren quickly strode over and asked in a deep voice. There is no problem with the system panel, the diagnosis is head trauma, it is estimated that it is a scalp laceration, as long as there is no intracranial hemorrhage.

"It's okay, just touched it, the skin is traumatized." Director Zhang Lin said.

"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.

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

There is a red spot on the wrist, like a butterfly, very beautiful, like a girl's tattoo. If it hadn't been seen on such an occasion, anyone would have given it a second look.

His fingers were pale and bloodless. This kind of white gives the illusion of full of yin.

"It's him. He said that the two sons couldn't save what the hell happened in the family. If they were forcibly guaranteed, the whole family would have bad luck in the future. In the end, the family was destroyed and there was no burial." Su Yun said coldly.

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

This disease... He frantically searched for relevant information in his mind.

"And then?" Zheng Ren asked while thinking about his condition.

At this time, he didn't have the heart to treat the disease. The clay figurine still has a three-point earthiness, honest and honest like Zheng Ren. This time, he was provoked.

"Master? That little doctor is the master." In the crowd watching the excitement, the bearded man said proudly.

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

"What do you know, I took my wife to see a doctor. They even know what happened before. I didn't say a word. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I believe it." Beard has become Zheng Ren's little fan, The urn said angrily.

The man in his thirties was dressed in commoner clothes with a dusty look on his face. Hearing the words of the beard, his face tightened slightly, and then he cupped his hands and smiled: "Dare to ask the little brother Gao's name?"

"Man, did you fight?" Zheng Ren asked sternly.

"No." The man said with a smile, his voice was nice and his appearance was quite good, "This is all destiny, trying to intervene, there will be..."

"You are also worthy of your life!" Zheng Ren shouted, like a blast of thunder, humming, and the people around were startled, and many people's faces turned white all of a sudden.

Zheng Ren took a step forward. Although he was not a soldier, the aura of a soldier who could see through life and death burst out, like a mountain.

"You're going to be corpse on the street, do you know it yourself? You still have the face to talk about destiny here?" Zheng Ren shouted.

"You..." The man was stunned for a moment, Zheng Ren was wearing white clothes, his body was like a mountain, and he was imposing. It was originally expected that he would reason or fight, but none of this happened, and he actually said that he was going to die!

The fortune-teller has a keen intuition. This is not a street scolding, but a golden mouth, saying that life is dead!

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

Suddenly, the fingers turned from pale to bright red, and the whole person began to twitch and shake, and then fell to the ground with constant spasms.

"Look, look, what did I say?" The crowd around were dumbfounded, and the bearded man said triumphantly, "Boss Zheng is the master, what did he say! That person must be caught by some ghost. The thing is on the body, dare to provoke the master, isn't this killing it? Let's roar out, let's do it!"

"Uh..." The people around were able to say a few words just now, but now they can't say a word, watching blankly.

Su Yun also stood behind Zheng Ren in astonishment. He was half-understood in his white clothes, looking like he was ready to tear off his white clothes and rush to fight at any time. Although the number of the other party is large, Su Yun is not afraid.

Is this Zhuge Liang scolding Wang Situ to death?

The boss said these two words, why did he fall down? Let's touch porcelain.

Chang Yue was also stunned, the big double eyelids behind the glasses kept clicking, her face dazed.

The patient's father suddenly panicked.

Originally, he believed in what this "master" said, but how could he fall down after being scolded by this young doctor?

The sound is a little louder, but not too much.

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

I'm afraid that the master I found is a fake. It's true that the body is covered by something dirty. Now that someone has broken the body of law, this is...

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

In just a moment, he sweated, and tremblingly wanted to go forward to speak, but accidentally stumbled down and knelt down in front of Zheng Ren on one knee.