Qin Feng followed Lin Qian all the way out of the school. He saw that Lin Qian just bought two buns at the school gate, and then hurried on. Looking at the hurried way, she must be going to take care of her seriously ill grandma.
Qin Feng hesitated slightly, but did not rush forward, but followed Lin Qian from a distance. Looking at Lin Qian's thin back, he felt a little sad in his heart. Are these the family members of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country?
At this moment, Qin Feng felt a burst of pain in his heart. They had sacrificed their lives for the country, but their families were still living a life of poverty and starvation. The only ones who were rich were the rich and high-ranking officials who were aboveboard on the surface but secretly colluded with others.
They usually dominate and dominate in front of the people, but they use the sons of common people to protect their homes and the country and preserve their prosperity. Of course, their sons always take the bus, study abroad at public expense, apply for green cards and immigrate, and live a dreamy life.
A happy life...
Along the way, Lin Qian did not touch the two buns, until finally Qin Feng watched her hurriedly walk into a hospital.
Municipal People's Hospital?
Qin Feng looked up at the large golden characters at the entrance of the hospital, as well as the magnificent outpatient building inside the hospital. In several inpatient buildings, people were coming and going, and there was a constant flow of traffic outside the hospital. It was a busy scene, and he watched Lin Qian enter a
It is a relatively dilapidated inpatient building. Obviously, Lin Qian's grandmother should be in this hospital. However, looking at the dilapidated inpatient building and the bright new inpatient building next to it, it is obvious that the treatment of the patients will not be good.
Where to go.
Last night, Qin Feng had learned about Grandma Lin Qian's condition. It turned out to be the kind of ALS that could only wait for death. The condition was even more serious than that of Mr. Gu. At least the old man was poisoned and could be treated.
There is a possibility, and there is no cure for ALS with current medicine. You can only wait until you lose feeling in your limbs, then your internal organs, and finally your head, until you die...
Qin Feng sighed slightly in his heart. He did not rush to find Lin Qian, but walked straight towards the administrative building of the hospital...
"This is where the leader's office is. You...you can't go in..." Two men who looked like security guards failed to stop Qin Feng. Qin Feng opened the door of the dean's office and saw a female nurse in a hurry.
He stood up from a man sitting behind the desk. His clothes were messy, and even the pink lace bra underneath was exposed, and a pair of snow-white rabbits were exposed. It seemed that the dean was very busy at work at this time...
Seeing this scene, the two security guards couldn't help but explain nervously: "Dean, I can't stop this person, he has to come to see you..."
"Who are you to break into the office area of the hospital?" The director was an old man in his fifties or sixties with a bald head. However, he was not panicking at this time. The old man was there and said.
Qin Feng glanced at the flustered female nurse on the side, and then looked at the so-called dean's withered face with naked lip marks, and he felt more and more contempt in his heart. He actually played seductively in uniform in the office in broad daylight.
, this old guy is not a good bird. This reminds Qin Feng of the gossip news about a certain hospital that once hit the Internet. AIDS was caused by a nurse. As a result, all the leaders up and down were infected by that nurse. It was indeed enough.
Ironically……
Qin Feng didn't pay attention to the old man's anger. He walked straight to the chair in front of the desk and sat down. He lit a cigarette and said, "Are you Dean Liu Wucheng?"
"Yes, who are you? You actually forced your way into the dean's office and interfered with my work." Liu Wucheng looked at Qin Feng with a majestic expression.
"Oh, does the dean's office mean..." Qin Feng turned to look at the little nurse who was hurriedly arranging her clothes with an evil smile, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "If this matter comes out, haha, I'm afraid
It will damage the reputation of the hospital."
"You are threatening me. Believe it or not, I will call the police." Liu Wucheng slammed the table angrily and stood up, staring at Qin Feng with an annoyed look.
Qin Feng looked at the angry old man in front of him, but his mouth was full of laughter: "Comrade Dean, your zipper is open..."
"Ah...you..." Liu Wucheng was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly grabbed his crotch. The little nurse beside him turned red with embarrassment and hurriedly turned around and left.
Liu Wucheng's face was gloomy and scary, he glared at Qin Feng fiercely, and then waved to the two security guards behind him: "You guys get out first, and be strict with your mouth!"
"Yes." The two security guards lowered their heads in panic, left the office, and closed the door behind them. They did not dare to gossip unless they no longer wanted to work here.
Liu Wucheng saw that there was no one else in the office. The old man sat down and lit a cigar. Then he stared at Qin Feng with cold eyes: "Tell me, what do you want to do? How much did that yellow-faced woman give you?"
If you do this, I can give you double the amount."
Qin Feng looked at the cigar in the hands of the guy in front of him. Good guy, an authentic cohiba made in Cuba costs more than a hundred dollars. This old guy really enjoys it, but how much of it is made by the people?
Nowadays, hospitals have become justifiable profit-making institutions, not welfare institutions. They receive state subsidies while shaving off the people's wealth. This is the tragedy of China. And the leaders of those hospitals can take their mistresses abroad every two days at public expense.
Travel, euphemistically called overseas inspection, spends most of the time on women’s belly...
Listening to the words of this old guy, I feel that this guy thinks that he is a fake detective who caught the rapist. It is obvious that he has a bad relationship with the yellow-faced woman at home. Think about it, when a man has power and money, what can he do?
He will look down upon an old woman.
Qin Feng was in a low mood. He glanced coldly at Liu Wucheng across the desk, and his tone became colder: "I have no interest in your family affairs. I just asked you to do something."
"It turns out you are not the detective hired by that yellow-faced woman." Hearing Qin Feng's words, Liu Wucheng also breathed a sigh of relief and softened his tone, "Tell me what you want to do with me."
"One of my brother's family members is in your hospital now. I need a high-end ward, and I can tell you that my brother is a martyr." Qin Feng's voice was a little low.
"It turns out he is a martyr." Liu Wucheng looked like this, and then took a comfortable puff of his cigar, but his face showed a troubled expression, "But what can I do? The high-end ward is overcrowded now. Here, I
District Chief Han’s wife and Director Liu’s son are all waiting for the high-end special care ward. No matter what, there must be a first-come, first-served basis. You go back and wait. When the high-end ward is available, I will naturally inform you..."
Listening to the sloppy tone of the guy in front of him, Qin Feng felt inexplicable anger in his heart. He slapped his palm on the desk and his tone became cold: "Liu Wucheng, please listen clearly. I am not discussing with you, but
I am ordering you that I have to reserve a high-level intensive care unit today. Even if you throw the chairman’s son out today, you must free up the ward for me.”
"You...why do you order me...you dare to slap the table? Can you afford to pay for it if the table is broken? This is Da Vinci's home..." Liu Wucheng became angry, "I rebelled against you. Do you think this is your home?"
Well, come on, come on, kick this guy out."
"Haha, it seems that you have such great authority. Since you are unwilling to agree, then I have to find someone who can agree to this matter." Qin Feng lazily continued talking nonsense to this guy and took out his mobile phone.
, and then made a call.
Looking at Qin Feng's actions, Liu Wucheng became disdainful and looked at the guy in front of him with a bit of amusement. This is his own territory. What is the song called? In my territory, you have to listen to me.
of……
But before the old man Liu Wucheng could take a puff of his cigar, the words of the young man in front of him, who looked like an ordinary man in cheap clothes, made Liu Wucheng's face change.