Author: Zhen Xiong Chumo

“Your store is harming consumers!”

The indignant voice of a middle-aged woman came from not far away.

Ji Xiang scratched his head, why not in the hospital but in some store?

Quickly recalling, Ji Xiang learned that "he" was a salesperson at a Mercedes-Benz 4S store, and a female customer bought a Mercedes-Benz GLE350 a few days ago.

But a few days later she broke down while driving on the highway.

The female customer believed that the Mercedes-Benz GLE350 had quality problems, so she found a tow truck to pull the broken-down Mercedes-Benz GLE350 to the door of the 4S store. She blocked the door in anger and demanded an explanation.

Does this have anything to do with the patients Meng Qingfei met?!

Could it be that the driver or passengers in the vehicle were injured when the vehicle broke down?

Ji Xiang opened his eyes after thinking about lightning, and saw the female driver sitting on the hood, cursing.

Alas, it is similar to medical disputes. It seems that as long as you are in society, it is difficult to avoid trouble in any corner.

Perhaps, this kind of rights protection in front of us is the so-called being pushed to the ground and rubbed by society.

Even the person sitting on the hood has no choice but to solve the problem in this way.

Ji Xiang put aside his speculations for a moment. He is just a doctor, and he can only be a doctor.

"Madam, let's come in and talk." A middle-aged man said politely.

"What's there to say? I bought a new car at your 4S store. I wanted to run it in and get off the car on the highway for the first time, but the car suddenly stalled while driving. That's a highway, a highway!"

The woman's voice was sharp, and it was obvious that she was filled with anger, which had already caused her to lose most of her sanity, so that her voice became like a spear and a halberd.

"I was driving on the highway and the car suddenly stalled. You are not only harming consumers, you are murdering money and life!!"

This seems to make sense, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

However, women are too fierce, which reminds Ji Xiang of many medical disputes and complaints.

He followed the middle-aged man, not daring to say a word and trembling.

This seems to be related to the complaints in the hospital. Director Bai's job is difficult, Ji Xiang sighed inwardly.

"Ma'am, if you feel there is something wrong with the vehicle, you should let us see what's broken." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and consoled her.

"Let you do something first?!" The woman pointed at the middle-aged man's nose and scolded, "I don't know how to drive, so you come up and fool around with me to figure out the problem, and then say that I did it improperly, right?"

"Is that what you think?"

Ji Xiang saw that the woman was getting more and more agitated, so he stepped aside and observed carefully.

Meng Qingfei encountered a patient with spontaneous pneumothorax. Could it be said that women can develop spontaneous pneumothorax because they are angry?

It shouldn’t be. Spontaneous pneumothorax is more common in pulmonary bullae rupture. It is a congenital problem, and it is most common in 17 or 8-year-old lanky boys.

Spontaneous pneumothorax due to anger? This is not written in the book.

Could it be a rare disease? Ji Xiang stood aside watching the show with great interest.

"Ma'am, please be reasonable. You pulled your car to block the door of our 4S store, which has seriously affected our normal operations..."

"You seek wealth and death, and you want to continue to harm other people? I blocked the door just to let everyone know that your store is a black shop! A black shop!!"

"You have to let me see what's wrong with the car. I don't know anything now." The man said helplessly.

Logic directly closes the loop.

Following this sequence, the woman then went to the 4S shop and said that the minor problems with the vehicle must be repaired first, and then she was accused of improper operation.

Ji Xiang spreads his hands.

It is estimated that when Director Bai handles various medical disputes, he meets many patients' family members like this.

Sure enough, just as Ji Xiang imagined, the middle-aged man and the woman sitting on the hood of the GLE350 said what they just said again.

Ten minutes later, Ji Xiang felt something familiar as he watched the woman hold up the banner.

This is exactly the same as the families of patients who complained about the hospital.

The middle-aged man stamped his feet, turned around and left helplessly.

"Manager Li, what should we do next?" Ji Xiang followed up and asked.

As the manager's assistant, I can't help at all. It's time to increase my presence.

“()*…*&…”

The middle-aged man walked into the 4S store and began to curse in a low voice.

He didn't dare to say a single bad word in front of a woman, but not saying anything didn't mean that he didn't have any thoughts in his heart.

Ji Xiang listened quietly to the middle-aged man swearing, wondering if Director Bai would also curse behind his back.

"What the hell is this? Even if there is something wrong with the car, I won't let you see it. I'm just making trouble by blocking the door." The middle-aged man finally sat weakly on the chair in the manager's office, feeling extremely miserable.

"Manager Li, what does she want?"

"I don't know, she didn't say anything."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he sighed deeply, his eyes dimmed, and he looked at the computer silently.

A woman's curses could be heard in the distance.

The sound was intermittent and vague, but when Ji Xiang heard it, it felt like he had returned to the hospital and encountered a difficult medical dispute.

"Manager Li, how common is this?" Ji Xiang asked subconsciously.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang also knew that he had said too much. He looked down at the floor and tried to figure out who would develop spontaneous pneumothorax, a woman or a middle-aged man.

And when encountering spontaneous pneumothorax, once it becomes tense, do I have to give them a stick like I did on the show?

There is a pen on the middle-aged man's desk. It should be an emergency first aid tool left by the system for him.

Ji Xiang glanced around and determined what he could do.

"Bang~"

The door was kicked open, and the middle-aged man was startled.

Immediately, Ji Xiang felt someone running behind him and took action.

Ji Xiang wanted to dodge, but he felt that "he" in the same body was very weak and could not dodge at all.

The man kicked Ji Xiang's left ribs, causing a sharp pain.

Ji Xiang was kicked and lay on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.

It turns out that I was wrong!

Where is the spontaneous pneumothorax? This is clearly a traumatic pneumothorax! It is caused by external force.

But by the time Jixiang figured it out, it was already too late.

Severe pain came from the left chest wall, and every breath made Ji Xiang feel like he was on the verge of death.

The men barged in, pushing and shoving, and it seemed that they didn't intend to hurt anyone. They just didn't know the severity and kicked Ji Xiang to the ground.

Seeing Ji Xiang's pale face, something was wrong, and their momentum instantly dropped.

When other people from the 4S store rushed over, the situation was quickly calmed down without further damage.

The only one injured was Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang burst into tears and didn't say a word to the woman. In the end, he was the one who was hurt.

It's really unlucky.

"Jixiang, how are you?" The middle-aged man was a little flustered.

Ji Xiang shook his head, indicating that he was speechless.

But his actions made the middle-aged man misunderstand, "As long as it's okay, it's okay. Let's deal with the dispute first, and then I'll take you to the hospital."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang took a breath and was about to speak.

But as he breathed, a heartbreaking pain arose in his left ribs.

What the hell is going on!

"How can you hit someone? If you have something to say, please talk to me." the middle-aged man scolded.

It was visible to the naked eye that he was fierce in appearance and weak in heart, and he was not the one who was injured. He was only prepared to use Ji Xiang's injury as a bargaining chip to solve the trouble at hand.

"The junk car you sell in your shop has problems as soon as it runs on the highway. It almost kills a whole family of people who were not harmed. Why! Are you still reasonable?!"

A burly man shouted from the opposite side.

"When the vehicle breaks down, we have to look for something wrong." The middle-aged man replied with a sad face, "I won't let you see anything. I can't even give you an explanation."

"Have the reporters arrived?"
To be continued...