"Sister Ma, you should get a check-up. A constant headache is something to be worried about." The person accompanying the patient looked to be a good friend.
The patient looked to be in her forties and there were clear signs of age on her face.
She held a medical ticket in her hand. From the look of it, she was searching for the payment counter.
Zheng Ren quickly called out, "Hey! Hold up!"
The patient and her friend carried on chatting as they moved toward the payment counter. Zheng Ren's shout went unnoticed.
Zheng Ren quickened his steps and overtook them. He blocked their path and said, "Miss, I'm the chief resident of the emergency department. You're here about a headache?"
The patient was taken aback by the sudden appearance of this stranger. Nevertheless, she answered, "Yes."
Zheng Ren softened his voice and expression. "What tests are you scheduled for?"
