"Please speak." Zheng Ren said.

Generally, when a patient's family treats to dinner, they want to communicate with the doctor, and it will be easier if they see a doctor in the future.

But this kind of problem should not be considered by the richest man in Haicheng. Zheng Ren vaguely felt that it was another troublesome thing.

"Then I'll trouble Dr. Zheng." Bu Li clapped his hands, and a female assistant walked in, holding a bunch of movies in his hand.

"This is my brother's movie." Bu Li said.

Zheng Ren noticed that when Bu Li said the word "Li" and his brother, there was some indescribable boredom in his eyebrows.

"It made Dr. Zheng laugh. He is my half-brother." Bu Li keenly noticed what Zheng Ren thought for a moment, explained, and then continued: "He has a nasal ulcer in the past six months, and no matter how he treats it, he has not improved."

This should be done in the second-handed monkey department. He is a general surgeon. Zheng Ren complained in his heart and listened carefully.

"The first-class domestic experts considered nasal NK/T cell lymphoma, but they had three pathological tissue biopsies, and the test results were all inflammation." Bu Li said: "The old man was too worried and too hurtful. Later, the examination was found to have pancreatic cancer."

Zheng Ren was not interested in the wealthy family, even though he had already outlined the countless grudges and hatreds of the richest family in Haicheng from Bu Li's words.

This kind of gossip will kill people, and Zheng Ren doesn't want to touch it.

So he picked up a thick stack of films and was about to look at the lights. Buli's assistant immediately moved a brand new film viewer from outside.

It's so professional, Zheng Ren admires in his heart, and is worthy of being the richest man in Haicheng.

"I want to see the patient with my own eyes."

"He is a little irritable and probably can't let the body check." Bu Li said.

"Just take a look, I already have a rough guess." Zheng Ren said.

If I don’t see the patient, how could I know if it is nasal NK/T cell lymphoma? A specialist has been working for decades but cannot diagnose it. You actually asked a general surgeon to diagnose it. Is this considered seeking medical treatment in an emergency?

But luck seems to be good, and I met myself with a system.

Zheng Ren's words gave way to Bu Li and the Third Master were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with his eyes. The Third Master then left quietly.

The room was silent, and the chefs had already packed up when the assistants came in.

Zheng Ren pretended to be serious, but in fact he absent-mindedly looked at the movies in his hand, comparing them one by one. Since he went to school, Zheng Ren has been in medicine for more than ten years and has devoted all his life to this. Can he understand it? He still has the ability to pretend to be professional.

More than twenty minutes later, a rebellious voice came from the corridor. The voice was a little vague, and Zheng Ren couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Soon, the door of the room opened.

The third master walked in with a boy of fourteen or fifteen in one hand.

"It made Dr. Zheng laugh." The third master said, "The child saw a doctor too many times, and the doctors had already become resistant to the hospital."

Zheng Ren was stunned as he watched the third master holding a boy struggling with one hand, and was amazed in his heart. No wonder those people were so respectful to the third master. I was afraid that the strength in his hand alone would be hundreds of pounds?

When he saw the child, Zheng Ren's case appeared in the upper right corner of his eyes and the final diagnosis appeared.

Zheng Ren was a little ridiculous now.

It’s really a mess for wealthy families.

"San Master, you are polite. Let the child go. It's not a big deal." Zheng Ren said.

Standing after the third master left, one of his face looked ***: "Miss, are you humiliating the young master?"

"Hmm?" Bu Li stretched out his nose and glanced at the man sideways, with a faint sharpness in his phoenix eyes.

"You said you should take the young master here, just catch him. Take a look and let him go. Do you think you are playing monkeys?" The man did not give in. "The master is sick, the young master is in a bad mood. He had a nosebleed at noon today. If you do this like this, causing the condition to progress further, I will definitely report to the master."

"Ask." Bu Li waved his hand, not caring at all.

The man gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to look at Zheng Ren and said, "Which hospital are you a professor?"

He bit the professor's words very hard, and the mockery in his tone was undoubtedly revealed.

Zheng Ren is less than thirty years old, so no matter how he looks, he doesn’t look like a professor.

"I dare not take it." Zheng Ren didn't care. He had encountered many things in the hospital. This mocking tone was like a gust of wind, and he didn't feel it at all.

"Do you make trouble for the young master and understand what's sick?" the man said viciously.

"Rare!" Bu Li scolded, "He is the doctor who performed the surgery on the master."

"It was Professor Mori Yuichiro who performed the operation on the master! Today the lady doesn't give me an explanation, so I will take the master to ask the master for an explanation! Bu family, what you said now doesn't count!"

Zheng Ren had a headache, the grudges of wealthy families are so boring.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Zheng Ren tilted his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"how?"

"If you want to hear it, come in and close the door."

The third master and Bu Li were also a little surprised, but neither spoke, and looked at Zheng Ren quietly.

"The condition is a bit special, there is no one here who is not suitable for listening." Zheng Ren asked.

"Speak if you have something, and let go if you have fart!" The man was impatient.

"It's fine if not." Zheng Ren pointed to the recent pair of magnetic films on the video reader and said: "There is no problem with the patient's imaging diagnosis, but it is indeed a symptom of nasal NK/T cell lymphoma."

"But judging from the comprehensive history, this diagnosis is not true."

"Nonsense!" The man became more and more impatient.

"I think patients should be sucking certain prohibited items," Zheng Ren said.

In a word, it seemed like a small stone was thrown into the pond, causing layers of ripples.

The third master was stunned and thoughtful.

Bu Li was a little puzzled and looked at Zheng Ren. He only looked at the patient, and then watched the magnetic film for more than 20 minutes. How did he diagnose it?

The old professors in the imperial capital and the demon city did not have such a certain tone. Where did he get his confidence?

"Nonsense!" the man said angrily, then looked at Bu Li and said viciously: "I will definitely report to the master what happened today."

"Ask." Bu Li asked: "Doctor Zheng, he has no needle holes on his body."

"It is mixed with glass debris, which will cause the capillaries in the nose to rupture and directly enter the blood, increasing pleasure."

The child who was held in the third master suddenly stopped struggling and looked at Zheng Ren with some fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

He did this very secretly and never expected that he would be easily seen through.

"If I go to the hospital for blood tests, if I still have nosebleeds in the morning, the chemicals in the blood should not be fully metabolized and can be detected." Zheng Ren said at last.

Seeing that Zheng Ren said it was certain, the child looked panicked, and the other three instantly believed Zheng Ren’s statement.

This must be the case, who could have thought that the truth was like this?!

The third master put down the child, bowed his hand, and said, "I have misunderstood my eyes, Dr. Zheng is really hiding it."

Zheng Ren didn't think about the deeper meaning of the third master's words. No matter whether the third master was Buli or the child in his hands, the bad things he had to fight for wealthy families would be in the end.

The other man looked puzzled. Seeing the boy being put down, he wanted to go forward to support him. But suddenly he heard the truth, his legs were a little weak. He took a step and staggered and almost fell down.

"Doctor Zheng, you are tired, I'll ask someone to take you back." The third master was as calm as yesterday. Zheng Ren didn't want to stay, so he left here as the third master said.

There were a row of people in black clothes standing at the door. The leader was the strong man who held a baseball bat in the emergency room yesterday and was called Xiao Liuzi by the third master.

"Take Dr. Zheng home." The third master arranged, "In addition, let me give Dr. Zheng an explanation for what happened in the afternoon."

After saying that, the third master bowed his farewell.

"Doctor Zheng, please come here." Xiao Liuzi said politely.

"I haven't asked you about your surname yet?" Zheng Ren said.

"You are polite, just call me Xiao Liuzi. You are the benefactor of the Bu family, that is, my benefactor of my Xiao Liuzi. What kind of surname is not noble or noble?" Xiao Liuzi's tone was humble and kept smiling. He was not as arrogant as he was holding a baseball bat in the emergency room at that time.
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