Chapter five hundred and thirty-eight boy, you're in trouble
After hanging up the phone, Han Shengxue couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
To borrow Fang Le's words, it "scared the baby to death."
I originally thought it was just Yang Xiaohui calling Fang Le, but I didn't expect it was Wen Chunxia.
Fortunately, Director Han didn't know that Mu Xuehui was actually there, otherwise, there might have been more sweat on his forehead.
"Director Han, is it that hot?"
Star classmate Xingxing looked at Han Shengxue wiping away his sweat, and said with concern: "It seems that your body is a little weak, why don't I show it to you?"
During this period of time, Xingxing had been practicing in the emergency department and his level had improved. When he was in high spirits, seeing Han Shengxue sweating, Xingxing couldn't help but want to try his hand.
The main thing is that when treating patients, Xingxing is still a little stressed, but if he treats Director Han, there is no pressure at all. We are all on our own, and it will be okay if he suffers.
"Following Fang Le all day long without learning will only lead to bad habits."
Han Shengxue glared at Cheng Yunxing angrily: "Let's go, take me to where you just went."
While talking, the two of them left the hotel and went to the place where Cheng Yunxing bought the hairpin. Han Shengxue asked the landlady about the location of the nearby police station and took Cheng Yunxing directly to the Chuanhua Road Police Station.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Arriving at the door of the police station, Han Shengxue and Cheng Yunxing were walking in when a man rushed out of the guard room and shouted at the two people.
"work!"
Director Han replied without looking back, and he and Cheng Yunxing went inside.
The guard opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.
After all, Han Shengxue was also a soldier and had been the director of the department for so many years. He walked over with his back straight and a sense of aura. He was accompanied by Cheng Yunxing, a little follower, and Han Shengxue's impolite tone...
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The guard was somewhat discerning and did not dare to step forward and ask further questions.
Entering the hall, Han Shengxue went straight to an idle policeman.
"Comrade, let me ask."
Han Chaoyang raised his head, glanced at Han Shengxue, then at Cheng Yunxing behind Han Shengxue, and sat up slightly straighter: "What's the matter?"
"Comrade, I would like to ask, did anyone lose their mobile phone and come here to report the crime yesterday?"
Han Shengxue asked.
"cell phone?"
Han Chaoyang looked at Han Shengxue again and muttered in his heart: "Is it the person that boy found?"
Han Shengxue looked like a leader, which made Han Chaoyang pay more attention to him. Did that kid really have a background?
"Sorry, we can't tell you this kind of thing casually."
Han Chaoyang replied and asked tentatively: "Who are you?"
"I am the director of the emergency department of Xijing Hospital."
Han Shengxue hurriedly revealed his identity: "The person who lost the phone is a doctor from our department."
Han Chaoyang suddenly felt a fistful of grass in his heart.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be the department director of a hospital in another place. He was shocked and thought he was a senior leader.
Let’s just say, if you are really a big leader, do you need to come in person?
A matter of phone calls.
"No, you can go and inquire elsewhere."
Han Chaoyang waved his hand impatiently.
I thought that boy could find some big shot, but I just found my own leader.
No wonder a young man can hold a mobile phone, but his relationship is that he lost his boss’s mobile phone.
It’s just that the leader is the leader from the field and the leader of the hospital.
If it were a local hospital, Han Chaoyang might be more cautious. What about a foreign hospital?
Can leaders from other places manage their affairs in Shanghai?
Although Han Chaoyang is just a policeman at the police station, in Shanghai, he has dealt with some division chiefs from other places. When leaders from other places arrive in Shanghai, they are nothing.
"Hi, you comrade."
Han Shengxue said: "I have something urgent."
Director Han was not stupid. From Han Chaoyang's expression and attitude just now, Director Han knew that someone must have called the police.
To be honest, Director Han came to the police station in a hurry not just for a mobile phone, but to contact Fang Le as soon as possible.
If Fang Le had called the police here, he would have definitely left backup contact information or contact address at the police station.
Regardless of whether the phone can be recovered or not, if a case is reported, the required procedures must still be in place. Otherwise, if you really want to recover it, how will you contact the person involved?
"What does your emergency have to do with me?"
Han Chaoyang leaned back again: "First, you are not the one who reported the crime, and second, you are not here to report the crime. If you have anything, I can help you here. Can anyone inquire about the case?
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"Hey!"
Director Han has not encountered this situation for many years.
"I'm not going to ask you about the case. I'm just going to ask if anyone has lost their mobile phone and reported the crime. What is the contact information and address they left?"
"No comment."
Han Chaoyang replied lazily.
"Okay, you forced me to do this."
Director Han pointed at Han Chaoyang: "Boy, you are in trouble."
"A young man told me the same thing in the morning, and you ended up here?"
Han Chaoyang laughed disdainfully.
This time Han Shengxue became completely popular.
"Call me."
Han Shengxue reached out to Cheng Yunxing, and Cheng Yunxing hurriedly handed Director Han's cell phone to Han Shengxue.
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"Xiao Le!"
Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue returned to Qi's house. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Sun Qingping sitting in the living room of Qi's house, talking to Qi Yuanshan and Qi Yuanfeng.
Seeing Fang Le, Sun Qingping smiled and greeted him.
"Master!"
Fang Le smiled and walked over: "Why are you here?"
"I heard that Mr. Qi was ill, so I came here to take a look."
Sun Qingping smiled and said: "Lao Qi was a little kind to me back then."
"I knew I would be here with you."
Fang Le said with a smile.
"I also heard about it suddenly."
Sun Qingping said with a smile.
Qi Youmin's death is approaching, and many people in the Xinglin world know it, but not many people really know the inside story. Qi Yuanfeng and several of Qi Youmin's students also know that Qi Youmin may have died in the past two days.
Without the relief from Fang Le's acupuncture, Qi Youmin would have survived only in these two days.
Sun Qingping only heard about it yesterday, so he hurried over. On the one hand, he hoped to see Qi Youmin for the last time. On the other hand, Qi Youmin was really leaving, and Sun Qingping also wanted to attend the farewell ceremony for Qi Youmin's body.
Only after arriving did Sun Qingping realize that Fang Le had already arrived before him.
Sun Qingping had heard from Fang Le before that there was an old Chinese medicine doctor in the village, but he didn't expect that the old Chinese medicine doctor Fang Le mentioned was Qi Youmin's son.
Fang Le also treated Qi Youmin, and Qi Youmin was able to persist for another month or two.
"Didn't you say you were going to Shanghai Hospital for surgery? Why did you come back so soon?"
Qi Yuanshan asked Fang Le with a smile.
"I first went to see the patient's condition, and did some preliminary conditioning to see the effect." Fang Le explained.
"Although Xiaofang is a surgeon, he does not agree with one-size-fits-all. Surgery should be avoided as much as possible. If there is really no other way, surgery is the way out."