The little girl's father said a lot of words of thanks, and Zheng Ren kept a polite smile.

The two left a phone number and made an appointment with the girl to have a chance to have a meal after she recovered from her illness.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man naturally brushed over Zheng Ren's side of his white consort, and then Zheng Ren found a big red envelope falling into his white consort pocket.

The red envelope is very thick, but it is of moderate size. It does not show any water when put in a white bag.

The young patient's father is obviously professional in his own way.

His strength is suitable, which is between Zheng Ren's awareness and inability to detect it. It is neither artificial nor sincere.

After Zheng Ren discovered the red envelope, he immediately chased it out and insisted on returning the red envelope to the patient's family. However, the young patient's father turned around the corridor and disappeared.

The patient is still in the recovery period of postoperative anesthesia, so it is obviously inappropriate to go to the ward for red envelopes.

"Chang Yue, please pay the hospitalization fee." Zheng Ren finally decided to let Chang Yue run errands.

"Yeah, it's quite thick." Chang Yue took the red envelope handed over by Zheng Ren and weighed it.

"You'll know when you open it." Su Yun raised his head and looked at Zheng Ren jokingly: "The red envelopes after the operation are all sincere red envelopes, why don't you?"

There are generally two types of red envelopes.

The first is that the patient's family was begging before the operation to put it in the doctor's pocket. The doctor either did not refuse at all, or pretended to refuse, and finally pretended to be forced. If you really felt that the operation was not sure, the doctor would pay the hospitalization fee for the red envelope that could not be refused.

The second type is the red envelopes sent by the patient after the operation.

This situation generally represents the sincere thanks from the patient's family, but it is much more sincere than the one given before the operation.

Like the postoperative red envelope, doctors have already made basic judgments on the operation. If there is no problem, they will generally accept the good intentions of the patient's family.

And Zheng Ren actually didn't even want post-operative red envelopes, which was a bit pretentious.

"Three thousand." Chang Yue quickly counted the money and said in surprise.

"So generous. I thought it was all ten yuan, and giving two hundred yuan was enough." The sarcastic sissy spoke so unpleasantly no matter when.

"Go and pay the hospitalization fee, and then give the receipt to the patient's family." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"Why don't you?" Su Yun asked persistently.

"Why do you need it?" Zheng Ren asked back.

"The hospital income, after deducting five insurances and one fund, 3,500 yuan a month, has to be included in your overtime pay and so on. Although you are the hospitalized person and have saved money from renting a house, you have to get married sooner or later. Which girl is willing to find a poor man like you who has no money, no leisure, no house, and no car?" Su Yun told the truth.

"I'm afraid something will happen." Zheng Ren said honestly.

Patients send red envelopes, and there is a very small probability that they will secretly record videos and then blackmail them.

No matter how beautiful the surgery is, this problem cannot be avoided.

But if you don’t accept red envelopes, you will have the chance to be blackmailed and say that you have given them a red envelope. If you pull it into a banner and drag it to the hospital, you will be in a place where people come and go.

Tsk, that thing is so sour!

"Pretty." Su Yun lowered his head and continued to play with his phone.

Zheng Ren has only received red envelopes from one patient in the past few years since he was working.

It was a patient with liver cancer who he was in charge of. The patient asked the professor of Magic City to come to Haicheng for the operation. After the operation, Zheng Ren did his duty as a doctor, even exceeding the situation.

After the patient was basically recovered, Zheng Ren began to provide him with basic psychological counseling.

Although Zheng Ren is not a psychological counselor, he still tries to read books, combining what is written in the book with practical experience, and trying to keep patients away from their fear of malignant tumors.

Do your best to get the sincere thanks from the patient.

On an autumn evening three years later, Zheng Ren went home and met a patient at his doorstep. The patient expressed his gratitude to Zheng Ren in plain language and sent Zheng Ren an envelope with 2,000 yuan in it.

This is also the only red envelope Zheng Ren received.

However, Zheng Ren is unwilling to communicate with Su Yun in these mental journeys.

Chang Yue came back soon and handed the deposit to the patient's family.

The deposit ticket is different from the money. You can refuse the money, but when you go through the discharge procedures, you will lose one deposit ticket and it will be very troublesome to discharge the hospital.

The patient's family reluctantly accepted the deposit ticket and complained to Chang Yue for a few words.

Soon, Zheng Ren received a call from a middle-aged man on his cell phone.

On the phone, he expressed his dissatisfaction with Zheng Ren. The standard was just right, and it did not arouse Zheng Ren's disgust, but also fully revealed his gratitude.

Finally, he asked Zheng Ren not to order food and it was delivered to him soon.

There was no way to refuse now, so Zheng Ren had to agree.

About thirty minutes later, two young men from the Jinbiluo Restaurant came to the emergency room in uniforms and carrying four food boxes.

Take out all the dishes, like magic.

Floral gum snail cordyceps soup, crispy meat, honey sauce char siu, crispy roasted pork, braised saffron, white-burned geoduck, salt-salted peep shrimp...

Every time I took it out, the guy from Jinbiluo Restaurant would introduce where the ingredients of this dish were, how fresh it was, and what cooked by a senior chef himself.

Anyway, the ingredients are fresh and sophisticated. The chef who cooks is the top chef in China.

At first, Zheng Ren was still very excited to watch, and as the tables in the duty room were filled, he began to be hunched.

These dishes are definitely not worth 3,000 yuan.

Although I haven't eaten at Jinbiluo Restaurant, Zheng Ren has common sense that an adult should have.

Thank you so much. Zheng Ren took out his cell phone and asked the Chu sisters and Xie Yiren upstairs to come down to have a meal.

When she saw a table full of food, Xie Yiren's eyes were straightened.

On the day when the ground was covered with thin ice, Xie Yiren still insisted on going out for dinner. For such foodies, the food at this table was the best compliment.

They are all their own people, and there is nothing to be polite. After disinfecting with their mobile phones, everyone sat down and started eating.

"It's delicious." Xie Yiren picked up a crispy meat with chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and then picked up the snail cordyceps soup.

“Good.”

"tasty."

“Good.”

Zheng Ren was stunned. It was said that Xie Yi was so rich that she shouldn’t have eaten it before. But she still ate delicious food, and she was very satisfied with every dish and savored every bite of soup.

What a standard foodie, Zheng Ren thought.

Zheng Ren didn't eat much, so he drank two bowls of porridge made from unknown seafood, and then drank another bowl of soup and became full.

"Do you feel a little regretful? Why would you take a red envelope?" Su Yun complained.

"Haha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.

Rumors stop at the wise, chat stop at the hehe.

Zheng Ren just chatted to death.

"Xiao Yiren, eat less." Chu Yanran drank the soup elegantly and said, "Blow-eating will hurt the spleen and stomach."
Chapter completed!