The voice of the obstetric hospitalization department was heard on the phone, with anxiety and... despair?

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then said, "Wait until I'm down, I'll be there soon."

"What's the matter?" Su Yun also woke up and asked.

"I don't know, go and have a look." Zheng Ren grabbed his white clothes and put them on his body, walked out quickly.

Su Yun followed Zheng Ren silently, without saying a word, as if he was a ghost.

I quickly arrived at the obstetrics department. As soon as I got out of the elevator, Zheng Ren heard a mess of noise.

His heart tightened, and his intuition told Zheng Ren that this was a medical dispute.

In the hospital, no matter how careful you are, you will have the chance to encounter a doctor.

As the old saying goes, if you walk by the river often, there is no one who doesn’t wear your shoes.

But once this happens, Zheng Ren's blood pressure still rises, his heartbeat accelerates, and he directly enters a stress state.

"Who asked you to have the surgery? Does the family agree?"

"The hospital makes money crazy! One surgery costs more than 7,000 yuan, are you robbing money?"

"This bastard doctor, looking at Wenwen quietly, also got into the money's eyes."

Among countless dirty words, Zheng Ren instantly heard clearly what was going on.

He walked in among the not-so-concentrated crowd, his eyes full of malice.

"Dingdong~~~" the system task prompt sounded.

[Urgent task: the distortion of human nature or the second stage of moral decline.

Mission content: Survive in distorted malice, and the sunshine in your heart will not be attacked by darkness.

Mission reward: Passive ability, Luck +2.

Mission time: 24 hours.]

Uh...the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality really has a second stage.

"Mr. Zheng, you are here!" The obstetrics and hospitalized officer were forced into a corner, lonely and helpless. When he saw Zheng Ren's figure, his heart seemed to have a support. He leaned against the wall, squatted down and hugged his knees and cried bitterly.

"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.

"They were the family members of the mother just now. About an hour after the operation, someone came to inquire. I thought it was the family members who went to raise money, so I told him the truth. Unexpectedly, so many people came..."

When the obstetrics department was hospitalized, he always said that he was not as smart and capable as he reported his medical history.

It was a mess, but Zheng Ren immediately understood what happened.

This is just a group of professional medical disputes and certificates.

Looking back, under the pale incandescent light, there were many figures and ghosts.

It seems that this is not the human world, but the Shura hell.

Zheng Ren blocked the obstetrics hospitalization behind him, and forced a smile, trying to say something, but there was nothing to say.

Even if it is negotiated and chatting with full talent skills, Chang Yue is not able to convince them.

Su Yun was always following him. But at this time, Zheng Ren could not find his delicate figure.

This guy is so quick to see the opportunity, but it's good that one person is always better than two people.

"Boy, who are you?" A middle-aged man with a ruffian body and half a tattoo on his neck walked up to Zheng Ren and bared his big yellow teeth.

"I am a doctor who has surgery. If you have any questions, please ask me." Zheng Ren's heart seemed to be beating a drum. The warm sunny world in his dream had long been broken into countless pieces, and the smoke was wiped out.

"Are you brave?" The man with yellow teeth tattooed took out a box of cigarettes from his body. Someone behind him took out a lighter with a certain male department printed on it and lit the cigarette.

Zheng Ren wanted to say that smoking is prohibited in the hospital, but...is it useful?

"We took it away, man," said the man with a tattooed yellow teeth. "I didn't prepare for surgery at all, but it was just a small problem. You actually spent 10,000 yuan. Brother, is it reasonable for you to tell me about this?"

"It is estimated that blood transfusion costs more than 3,000 yuan, and the cost of the surgery has been saved as much as possible." Zheng Ren argued weakly.

As soon as I said this, the crowd behind us was in a stir.

Zheng Ren felt a glimmer of hope. Was Su Yun going to find the security guard in the hospital? Although the security guards were also miserable and did not dare to rush up at critical moments. But after all, there were many people and the other party might be suppressed, so he was not so arrogant.

Soon, a man in a suit and tie came over.

Even at the darkest time in the early morning, his hair still shines. I don’t know what brand of hair wax it is. The suit is meticulous and straight, and it makes people respect it.

"Reporter Wei, this side." The one who led the way in front of him was not Su Yun, but another tattooed man.

When Zheng Ren heard that he was a reporter, his mind buzzed.

These days, those who control the positions of public opinion are all uncrowned kings.

Back then, a reporter took tea water as a urine sample for examination and diagnosed it as a urinary tract infection. This incident was brought up by the reporter and caused a sensation.

Where can ordinary people who eat melons understand the trick? With a slight direction in the master's writing, the emotions of the people burst out.

Basically no one reads what it says, the keywords are tea, urine sample, and it turns out that it is infected.

If tea is treated as a urine sample, there must be bacteria inside. What can be diagnosed without diagnosing urinary tract infection?

But it was such a ridiculous case that caused a major earthquake in the hospital, the doctor involved was revoked, and the era of medical disputes began...

And that reporter was promoted and made a fortune because of the smooth journey of big news.

Zheng Ren was a little confused. If the little gangster caused trouble, he might not have been beaten by himself. However, facing the reporter, this was obviously driven by the mastermind, so it would not be as "light" as being beaten.

If you can't make a good deal, you even have the qualifications to practice...

Zheng Ren didn't dare to think about it anymore and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Wei Feng, I am a reporter from Haicheng Metropolis Daily." Wei Feng walked to Zheng Ren and a smell of wax came first.

"..." Zheng Ren sighed in his heart and remained silent.

"I received the hotline and said that something was wrong here, so I'll see what happened." Wei Feng's tone was very light, but his expression was serious, as if he was a judge, sitting high above and trying Zheng Ren, a heinous criminal.

"Tell me about the situation." Wei Feng seemed to be quite satisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude. He was an old doctor and didn't get angry all of a sudden. However, it seemed that he would use more means, and it was not a difficult problem. He just took more time.

When Wei Feng thought of his performance, his sales, and his resume could record the glossiness that revealed the dark side of society, a smile appeared on his lips.

"The situation is very simple." Zheng Ren thought about it carefully, and briefly described the matter carefully, and said it very slowly.

"That means that you had the surgery without the family's consent, that's right." Wei Feng held the notebook and pen in his hand and recorded it quickly.

"The family members ran away, and I didn't see the family members during the rescue!" The obstetrician hospitalization officer heard a hint of malice from Wei Feng's words and tried to argue with irresistible.

"Yeah, I understand." Wei Feng had no idea of ​​recording this sentence. The pen in his hand was upside down and pounding the notebook rhythmically.

"In terms of the title, is it better to ask the unscrupulous doctor to force the surgery, or is it better to send the endangered mother from a poor family to the hospital for treatment? The sky-high medical expenses will make the family die?" He looked at Zheng Ren and the obstetrics hospitalization officer, muttering in his mouth, and the pen in his hand hit the notebook. The dong dong sounded louder in Zheng Ren's ears, like a death-hunting drum.
Chapter completed!