Chapter 590 Domestic Violence!

[This is my fault, when will you need it? 】

[December 9 at the latest. Is time tight, Miss Lin? 】

Zheng Ren advanced the time by one day, and estimated that SF Express would arrive almost there, but there was always a little buffer time.

[Okay, the address will be sent to your department, is it convenient? 】

【convenient. 】

[Then you just wait to receive it, let’s stop talking, I’ll prepare things. 】

After putting down WeChat, Zheng Ren realized that he hadn't told Lin Jiaojiao how much the shopping would cost.

Forgot, Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed.

But when I think about it, how much money can be spent on such a small tube of lipstick, only a hundred or so yuan, is not a big deal.

After one thing was arranged, Zheng Ren relaxed.

No matter how Su Yun and the others toss, they are still very relieved to have a gift in hand.

The warm sun in winter, basking in the body, without the harsh north wind, makes people feel relaxed all over.

Zheng Ren was holding a book in his hand, but actually went into the system library to read periodicals.

The whole day was very peaceful, Zheng Ren visited the emergency department twice in his free time. The weather is cold, and there are fewer injuries and accidents, and the emergency department is a little cleaner.

One day passed like this.

So fine.

It would be great if it could be like this every day.

Zheng Ren asked Xiao Yiren to have dinner, and Xiao Yiren said that he was preparing for Ji Feier's engagement scene, and asked Zheng Ren if he wanted to come.

Su Yun and the others didn't want Zheng Ren to go, after all, someone needed to be on duty at home. And Zheng Ren didn't want to go, he always felt that seeing Xiao Yiren busy and kept in the dark would make him feel a little strange.

Perhaps it was because Director Kong's provocation exhausted all the divine power of the night shift god, and the night shift was also very quiet, not even a single appendicitis.

Life was so ordinary, Zheng Ren finally found a lot of time to get into the system library and read the periodicals and magazines to his full.

He found that his memory had increased compared to before, but it was hard to judge how much. After all, the system did not digitize his body, so he could only make a rough estimate.

The books I have read are vivid in my mind, and there is no need to spread my thinking plane at the moment of life and death.

On the 8th, the clouds were dense, and the north wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the airtight windows were rumbling.

Everyone was busy. The appendicitis and cholecystitis patients who were admitted to the horrible night shift had been given antibiotics for three days, and some patients had asked to be automatically discharged from the hospital one after another.

Zheng Ren was still reading periodicals and magazines.

Su Yun hasn't been seen in the past two days, and it is said that he is busy. Zheng Ren expressed helplessness over this, as if he was also the one to be sent off.

But these things are not as important to Zheng Ren as reading periodicals and magazines.

He occasionally recalled the system task. If the research center was established, would he complete the task within a month?

Thinking of the huge amount of surgical training time and the system that rarely issued tasks now, Zheng Ren remembered that if there is surgical training time, it must not be wasted.

As for why the big pig's trotters issued fewer and fewer tasks, Zheng Ren also had a hard time understanding.

In the afternoon, Zheng Ren was reading in the system library when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Picking up the phone and seeing that it was the emergency department, Zheng Ren's blood pressure immediately rose.

"Hello."

"Mr. Zheng, there is a patient, come down and take a look."

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren calmed down when he heard that the voice was not in a hurry. But then he was a little confused. The physician who called him was a little... Angry?

"I suspect domestic violence! The child has injuries all over his body!" the physician said in a low voice.

"..." Zheng Ren frowned, hung up the phone, and went straight to the emergency department.

Domestic violence, beating and scolding children, this kind of thing has become extremely rare as the situation of a family with one child has become the norm.

At least in the years that Zheng Ren has been practicing medicine, he hasn't encountered a single case yet.

As for adults, such as the middle-aged female patient with a few steel needles inserted into her skull, Zheng Ren has some impressions of this kind of case many years ago.

Domestic violence? abuse? Zheng Ren kept thinking, and walked quickly all the way to the emergency department.

There are not many patients in the emergency department, and it is now a "depression" period in the emergency department.

A woman in her thirties was sitting on a red hard plastic chair in the corridor, holding a seven or eight-year-old child tightly in her arms.

The child struggled desperately with both arms, and his ten fingers were covered with bruises, including old wounds and recent wounds that hadn't fully healed, and even faint traces of blood could be seen.

And on his face, there were also various wounds. Densely packed, like a spider web. His lips were bitten off, and a line of blood hung on his face, which was extremely stern.

Zheng Ren was taken aback.

Judging by the appearance of the child, it is really possible to judge it as domestic violence.

But the system doesn't think so, the background color given by the system panel is a serious bright red.

The diagnosis was - Lesch-Nyhan Syndrome.

Damn, what is this disease! Zheng Ren's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

The emergency physician did not sit in the consulting room, but stood coldly not far away, looking at the child's parents with hostility in his eyes.

Seeing Zheng Ren appearing, she immediately trotted to Zheng Ren's side, and asked in a low voice, "Boss Zheng, please call the police."

Zheng Ren shook his head, then sighed.

"Mr. Zheng!" The physician was very dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's performance.

After several months of running-in, the doctors in the emergency department have recognized Zheng Ren's technical level, and they are willing to call Mr. Zheng.

But in the eyes of the emergency physician, the matter before him was a sign that Zheng Ren didn't want to take responsibility and wanted to avoid it.

In the emergency department, it is very common to encounter couples fighting and neighbors quarreling.

And emergency doctors rarely bother to call the police.

It is the most common thing for a couple to quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Zheng Ren also encountered a couple quarreling, and the husband used a kitchen knife to chop off a 20cm long wound on the back of his wife, which reached deep into the muscle layer.

The victim did not call the police, but was persuaded by her husband, and she was automatically discharged from the hospital after taking antibiotics for three to five days.

But that is an adult after all, with the ability to act independently.

In front of him was a seven or eight-year-old child. The child was drooling and looked a little demented.

It is because the child is demented and mentally retarded, so the parents want to torture the child to death to save trouble. That was the judgment of the emergency physician, and he believed it.

"Boss Zheng!" She was very dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's reaction, and she called out in a low voice, her words contained infinite dissatisfaction and anger.

"It's not what you think." Zheng Ren sighed, and said, "I'll ask about the medical history, and you can prescribe a serum uric acid test for the child."

"Huh?" The emergency physician was taken aback.

Serum uric acid is the diagnostic basis for rheumatism. The child in front of me is traumatized and has been severely abused, so it has nothing to do with rheumatism.

Could it be that Mr. Zheng has been busy and confused these days?