"Brother, why don't we go to another hospital? There is another hospital not far from here. [ ]"
Seeing her brother's extremely ugly face, Ye Zhiqing asked softly.
"No need, Zhiqing, even if you visit all the hospitals in Yanjing, you probably still have this kind of virtue! This is the national condition, and today's doctors are no longer angels in white."
After saying something coldly, Emperor Ye glanced outside the hall, and then heard the shouts outside.
"Emergency, emergency! Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor?"
As the shouts rang out, several doctors in white coats rushed out of the hospital from the distant corridor and hurriedly pushed a stretcher out to greet them.
"Hurry up, the injured one is Minister Wang's son, we can't neglect it——"
While running, a middle-aged man in the lead urged him.
Standing in the hall, Ye Huang held Dongfang Youruo in his arms and frowned when he heard the man's words. He seemed to understand something.
"Oh, please be gentle, my foot is about to break..."
A group of doctors came back not long after they left. There was already a young man lying on the stretcher cart, screaming loudly.
"Master Wang, don't worry, you just sprained your foot and it's not a big problem."
The middle-aged doctor who led the team in front wiped away cold sweat. This prince is really not good at all. He went out to pick him up just now. He only had a sprained foot and could scream worse than a slaughtered pig.
"It doesn't matter whether I sprained my foot or broke my leg, my son will be admitted to the special care unit!"
The woman with heavy makeup and light makeup who was following the stretcher car heard her son's screams and called the middle-aged doctor with a cold face.
"Yes, yes, yes, Mrs. Wang, don't worry, I will make arrangements for you right away. There are still a few special care wards."
The middle-aged doctor seemed to be very afraid of Minister Wang's wife. He nodded repeatedly and went to make arrangements first.
Looking at the scene in front of them, Ye Huang and Ye Zhiqing looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
"If you have a sprained foot, you have to go to the special care ward. Why don't all the special care wards be given to these people?" Ye Zhiqing whispered to the doctor in a low voice.
"I'm afraid that's the case..."
Ye Huang replied with a cold face.
He now understands that this hospital is not for ordinary people, but for those high-ranking officials!
After taking a look at the bench not far away, Ye Huang walked over with Dongfang Youruo in his arms and carefully placed him on the bench.
"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go find them."
After speaking to Dongfang Youruo and his sister, Ye Huang was ready to go to these doctors to argue.
"Ye Huang! Forget it...it's useless to go."
Seeing that Ye Huang wanted to go, Dongfang Youruo stood up and said something else, but he looked a little out of breath because the pain in his abdomen had not slowed down much.
"Don't worry, I will definitely let you move in today, don't worry."
Smiling at Dongfang Youruo, Ye Huang turned towards the corridor and happened to run into the middle-aged female doctor just now.
Ye Huang stepped forward and stopped the other party.
"what?"
The middle-aged aunt's face was obviously gloomy when she was suddenly stopped by Ye Huang.
"I would like to ask why the person who just had a sprained foot could be admitted to the special care unit, but we need to register first?"
"I am Minister Wang's son, are you?"
"You mean being an official will give you privileges?"
"You can understand it this way, young man, this is Yanjing, and the family has no money and no power, so it is better to register in advance, otherwise there will be no way to complain if the person dies."
With a cold snort, the middle-aged aunt turned and left.
"Wait a minute!"
"Why don't you give up? If you make trouble again, I will call security."
The middle-aged woman's face looked colder than before, as if she was experiencing menopausal syndrome.
"Show this to your dean. I think he will understand what it means."
Ye Huang, who was standing behind, took out his National Security Bureau notebook and handed it over.
Seeing this young man in ordinary clothes say this, the middle-aged aunt lowered her head and looked at the book in Ye Huang's hand. Her eyes panicked when she saw the words "Ministry of National Security" on the book.
"You - you are from the National Security Bureau?"
"If you can read, I think you read it right. My friend is still lying on the bench in your hall."
Ye Huang didn't have any good impression of the middle-aged aunt in front of him at all. If he hadn't seen her as a woman, he would have slapped her in the face.
"You...you wait a moment."
Shaking her hands, the middle-aged aunt knew that she had kicked the iron plate this time. Thinking of what she had just said, she felt a cold sensation on her forehead.
"Let's arrange emergency treatment for my friend first."
After saying that, Ye Huang turned around and left, walking towards Dongfang Youruo and his sister.
The middle-aged aunt wiped away the cold sweat and hurriedly went to find her dean.
"Brother——"
Seeing her brother coming back, Ye Zhiqing asked.
"It's solved, Miss Dongfang, are you feeling better now?"
"It's better, thank you."
At this moment, Dongfang Youruo's face was obviously looking better after the labor pain, and he thanked Ye Huang with a touch of shame.
"It's nothing. Don't eat cold food randomly when doing this kind of thing in the future."
Smiling, Ye Huang said something.
At this point, even though Ye Huang was a fool, he understood why Dongfang Youruo suddenly suffered from abdominal pain.
What he just touched in that handbag was not only lace underwear but also sanitary napkins.
It's just that Ye Huang didn't react for a while, which made him worried for a while.
After Ye Huang said this, Dongfang Youruo's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. He glanced at Ye Huang and nodded lightly.
"Oh, brother, why do you keep talking about everything?"
"What did I say? I was just telling the truth. If the reaction is bigger, don't eat randomly."
Ye Huang shrugged his shoulders and looked okay.
The two women blushed when they heard what he said.
Menstrual cramps are a private matter for girls, so it's a bit awkward for a man to mention it.
"Zhiqing, why are you here?"
Just when Ye Huang and his sister had just finished talking, someone suddenly called out to Zhi Qing.
Looking back, the three of them saw a man in his thirties wearing a military uniform walking towards them.
When Ye Huang saw the two star generals holding on to each other's shoulders, his eyes instantly shrank.
The man in front of him actually had the rank of lieutenant general, which shocked Ye Huang. However, when his sister called out uncle, Ye Huang was shocked again.
"Uncle, it's you, why are you here?"
Seeing the man in front of her, Ye Zhiqing's face showed excitement after being surprised, and she stepped forward and shouted.
