Chapter 583 Pockmarked face needs to be transferred!
Zhang Weidong left the coffee shop and took a taxi directly to Shenyang Minghua Psychiatric Nursing Center. He has been living here since his pockmarked face healed from trauma.
Although Zhang Weidong is a beast and has no humanity, and he cares about money significantly more than this cheap "uncle", he is still a human being after all, and he is afraid of others gossiping behind his back, so no matter what the reason is, he at least He also spent money to hire two ladies in their thirties for the pockmarked face to serve as daily companions and take care of the pockmarked face in daily life.
After less than forty minutes in a taxi, Zhang Weidong arrived at the hospital, and then walked in with a brisk stride, carrying a small bag.
"Hello, sir, welcome!" A young nurse said hello to Zhang Weidong very "politely".
"Fuck, can you talk? It's okay, who's here to come here for fun?" Zhang Weidong replied speechlessly, glanced down at his watch, and asked: "A 32' patient, should he go out for a walk at this time?" "
"...Let me take a look!" the nurse responded, looked down at the record, shook her head and said, "She probably didn't go out, I don't have a record here!!"
"Hey, you should be walking outside at this time? Why didn't you go out?" Zhang Weidong was a little confused, thought for a moment, and asked again: "You are checking for me! See if you have been out in the past few days!"
The nurse was very patient, nodded with a smile, then checked again and replied: "No!"
"Oh my God, something weird happened!" Zhang Weidong cursed, got on the elevator without stopping, and went straight to the third floor.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the door of Ward 32. He didn't rush in. He stood outside and looked in through the glass window. He saw an old woman, licking melon seeds, lying on the bed with a dead posture, while watching While watching the TV, he was knitting a sweater, and his pockmarked left hand was tied to the radiator by a chain issued by the mental hospital. He squatted on the ground, his clothes were messy and patted the water in the wash basin, making his pants wet!
“Bang!!!”
Zhang Weidong's face was full of anger, he raised his leg and kicked open the door of the ward.
"Pulling!!" The old lady on the bed suddenly sat up and turned to look at Zhang Weidong.
"I...bastard...you...mother!! witch!! Four thousand yuan a month, am I going to ask you to come here to be a prostitute?" Zhang Weidong shouted like crazy.
"...What's wrong?" The old lady wiped the melon seed skins on the corners of her mouth, tossed her hair, and asked in a charming and confused manner.
"Get out of here, fuck you!!" Zhang Weidong shouted with his hands on his hips and veins on his neck popping up.
"...Why do you curse?"
"If you don't get out, I'm going to fucking beat you!"
"What do you mean? Do you want to resign me? It's no problem to resign me, just pay the money!!"
"I fucking fucked you!!" Zhang Weidong himself is a small-minded, grumbling man. It doesn't matter how much harm he does to himself, but if he gives it to others, that penny is also good, two The escorts worked in shifts, with 4,000 yuan for the day shift and 5,000 yuan for the night shift. The salary was 9,000 yuan a month. Zhang Weidong was so distressed that he couldn't sleep for several days!!
I thought I could take good care of him, but when I look at it, I brought back a living grandma. Can he balance it? He picked up the bench and tried to throw it at the old ladies!!
"Oh, you still dare to take action?" The old ladies were a little confused.
"I'll fucking beat you to death!!"
"Ah!!!! Murder!" The old ladies yelled, raised their legs and kicked Zhang Weidong on the stomach, and ran out with a bag of first-class cigarettes. Zhang Weidong slammed the bench against the cabinet, waiting to be chased.
When he went out and saw that no one was there, he got kicked in vain...
"***!! Fortunately, this idiot ran away. If not for her skills, I might not have been able to beat her...!" Zhang Weidong reached out and patted his clothes, said with lingering fear, and then turned around and walked away.
Entered the ward.
"Crash!"
Zhang Weidong opened the drawer of the bedside table, reached out and pulled it twice, and found the key. Then he walked to the pockmarked face and squatted down. He frowned, unlocked the door, and said a little annoyed: "What do you think you are doing? You are not a good CEO?"
Go ahead and squat here until the end, ugh...!"
"Haha!" The pock-marked face stretched out his water-stained palm, reached out and patted the back of Zhang Weidong's neck.
"Don't do it! Look at what you did to Ma Tai! ...Forget it, I will risk my precious life to clean it up for you. Don't let people think that I am so fucking cruel!" Zhang Weidong
Still muttering to himself, he opened the chain and then pulled the pockmarked face hard.
If the consumption of ordinary hospitals is comparable to luxury goods such as Louis Vuitton and Hermès, then the psychiatric hospital can be called the Maybach and Bentley of hospitals.
The environment of the wards here is quite superior. It is incomparable to the prison-like rooms in the past. All wards face the sun, and the single rooms are more than 40 square meters. There are bedrooms, living rooms, and refrigerators.
Outdoors, scene simulation area, greenhouse with spring-like weather all year round, swimming pool, fitness center, rehabilitation training center, regular lectures by psychology doctors, etc.
Zhang Weidong showed off his humanity today. He rolled up his sleeves and gave the pockmarked face a shower. He took him for a walk in the park. The forest path was winding and winding. The pockmarked face sat on the bench and stared at it.
The setting sun was in a daze, while Zhang Weidong was working so hard that his head was full of sweat. He slurped mango juice, was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "...Tonight, you have to leave...!"
The pockmarked man didn't reply.
"Alas...!" Zhang Weidong looked at the side face of the pockmarked face, let out a long sigh, took out his phone, dialed the number of the pockmarked doctor, and after getting through, he said straight to the point: "...
..Go through the transfer procedures for us!”
"...What?? Transfer to another hospital??" The doctor was a little surprised.
"I don't want to stay here anymore, I want a change of environment!"
"...Is there something wrong with this?!"
"It has nothing to do with that, I just want to leave. Please explain all the procedures and medical records to me. I will go and pick them up later!!" Zhang Weidong was silent for a moment, finished without discussion, and hung up the phone.
.......
On the other side, Lao Guo has rushed back to Liaoyang and met with Yu Guo and Lao Dan.
"He didn't help anyone?" Shan Haining poured a glass of water for Lao Guo and asked.
"...Well, no one helped!" Lao Guo nodded cautiously.
"Then what did he say?"
"He said that if we want shares, we can only exchange him for the same shares of Ye Paris, and moreover...!" Lao Guo blinked and looked at Shan Haining, hesitating a bit.
I don't dare to say it.
"It's okay, just tell me!" Old Dan urged with a frown.
"Also...100 million in cash!"
"...We give him 100 million???" Lao Dan was stunned for a long time and asked in shock.
"Um!!"
"Haha! He really dares to speak!" Lao Dan said with a helpless smile.