Chapter 1200： Zheng boss quarrel

"Hmm?!" Zheng Renhuo stood up.

"ICU, MD!" Su Yun's swearing voice, can feel his anger across the phone.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Ren rarely said, "Chang Yue is fine."

"Nothing." Su Yunxiao said.

"I will go right away." Zheng Ren then hung up.

"Old Liu, I went up to take a look, you left to look after the house." Zheng Ren said, people have already rushed out.

Out of the door, Zheng Ren calmed down. He did not take the fire passage and climbed to the ICU. Although climbing a dozen floors is not a problem for him, after all, it is a man who is carrying a few jins of lead clothes for three days and three nights of surgery, and his body is strong and horrible.

Just rushing up can only lead to more intense conflicts, rather than solving problems, Zheng Ren knows. Still calm down and think about what happened. Chang Yue is fine, Su Yun is still there, and other people, Zheng Ren can't manage it for the time being.

Waiting for the elevator, there are many people.

The bustling people in the world, noisy and have a child. Zheng Ren gradually calmed down and thought about a series of things. He thought that it might be the father of the patient who could start with Director Zhang.

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

On the elevator, packed with people, the elevator room is filled with a smell of sweat. Although noisy, Zheng Ren gradually calmed down in this popularity.

When I came to the ICU, Zheng Ren saw the hall full of people.

The security guards are maintaining order, and the people who are busy are squeezing. Zheng Ren is also very helpless, and does not know where these passersby came from. This is a deep-rooted habit, even in hospitals. Wherever there is excitement, they come faster than the Lord.

Taking advantage of his strength, Zheng Ren squeezed in directly.

To avoid the elderly, Zheng Ren does not want to have any moths. This day is already horrible.

The security guard is maintaining a fragile peace. Director Zhang sat in the chair of the confession room, his hand slammed his head, and there was blood flowing out of his fingers.

Zheng Ren’s eyes narrowed and a murderous air spread out.

Su Yun blocked in front of Chang Yue, Chang Yue glared at his arm, and he did not let him rush.

"Director Zhang, how are you?" Zheng Ren quickly strode over and asked. There is no problem with the system panel. The diagnosis is head trauma, which is estimated to be a skin injury.

"Nothing, just touched it, skin injury." Director Zhang Lin said.

"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked.

"The fortune-telling found at home, said..." Su Yun glared at the opposite person. Zheng Renshun looked at the past and saw that it was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Some of them were thin and they seemed to be sacred.

There is a red spot on the wrist, like a butterfly, some look good. If you don't see it on such an occasion, anyone will look at it more.

The fingers are pale and have no **** colors. This whiteness gives people a illusion of yin.

"It is him, saying that the family has committed something ghost, the two sons can not keep. If forced to protect people, then the whole family will be bad luck again and again. Finally, the family broke and died, there is no place to die." Su Yun said coldly.

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

The disease... he searched for information in his mind.

"And then?" Zheng Ren asked as he pondered his condition.

At this time, he had no thoughts to cure the disease. The clay figurine still had three points of soil, and he was honest and honest like Zheng Ren. This time he was angered.

"Master? The little doctor is the master." Looking at the crowd, the beard is proud to say.

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

"You know, I took my wife to see the doctor. Everyone knows what happened before. I can't say a word, anyway, you love it or not, I believe." The beard has become a small fan of Zheng Ren. Speaking snoring.

The man in his thirties wore a cloth and looked like a dusty face. After hearing the words of the beard, his face was slightly tight, and then he smiled and said: "Dare to ask the younger brother to be famous?"

"People, are you playing?" Zheng Ren asked coldly.

"No." The man smiled and said that the voice was good, and the sale was quite good. "It’s all destiny, you want to intervene, there will be..."

"You are also worthy of your life!" Zheng Ren said, like a thundering bomb, screaming, the people around him were shocked, and many people "brushed" all of a sudden.

Zheng Ren stepped forward, although it was not a soldier, but the spirit of the horse that was practiced during the earthquake relief work was like a mountain.

"You have to squat on the street, do you know it yourself? Is there a face here to say destiny?" Zheng Ren shouted.

"You..." The man stunned. Zheng Ren was dressed in white, his body was like a mountain, and his momentum was compelling. I expected him to reason or fight, but it didn't happen, and he said he was going to die!

The man's fingers were pale, and he shook slightly and pointed to 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 and kept groaning.

"Look at you, what do I say?" The crowd around the crowd looked silly, and the beard was proud to say, "Zheng boss is the master, what is it! What the man must be? Things are on the upper body, dare to provoke the master, isn’t this a death? A scorpion is coming out, it’s it!”

"Oh..." The people around me could just take two sentences, but now they can't say a word, look at them.

Su Yun also stood behind Zheng Ren, he was half-solved in white, seeing that he was ready to tear off the white suit and rush to fight. Although the number of opponents is large, Su Yun is not afraid.

This is Zhuge Liang’s death and death.

The boss said so many words, how did he fall down? Touch porcelain.

Chang Yue also looked stunned, and the big double eyelids behind the glasses kept squatting and looking awkward.

The patient's father suddenly panicked.

Originally he was convinced of the "master", but how was this young little doctor swearing, and fell down?

The sound is a little bigger, but it doesn't matter.

He also heard the voices of the people in the crowd next to him, and his heart was awkward.

I am afraid that the master I am looking for is fake. It is true that the upper body is dirty. It is stunned by people. This is...

Do you not feel that you have sinned a certain celestial teacher?

Only a moment, his sweat was down, and he wanted to talk forward, and he accidentally squatted down, kneeling in front of Zheng Ren.

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