2002. Chapter 2002 Give to the hell of the scumbag [11]
I learned that Jinghan Bo wanted to visit the ward and some of the hospital’s hardware facilities.
Mr. Zou, the director of this well-known mental hospital in S city, immediately put down his work, brought his most capable assistants, and a young and promising confidant chief doctor, and walked out of the office in a hurry.
Came over.
After the two parties met, the dean deigned to act as a guide and commentator, accompanying Bo Jinghan and the others on their visit while introducing them to the situation of the hospital.
I have to admit, this Dean Zou is a wonderful man. He did not take Bo Jinghan to see the most proud and advanced laboratories and physiotherapy areas in the hospital. Instead, he bypassed these and led Bo Jinghan and the others to
He pointed out the most poorly equipped area in the hospital. There, he expressed tactfully that the hospital was short of funds in this area, and said that the funds donated by Bo Jinghan on behalf of the Bo family would be used here.
"Dean Zou."
When he walked out of the cafeteria, Bao Jinghan suddenly called out. He was a man who kept talking all the way but didn't get a few responses.
This made him stunned for a while, and it took him a while to realize that Bo Jinghan had really called him just now, and it was not his imagination. He quickly agreed: "Hey, hey, Miss Bo..."
"Director Zou, the Bo family donated this money not to let you take care of Ye Tengda. But to fund your hospital. After all, mental patients are also patients. They are more vulnerable than ordinary patients and deserve
Better care. You don’t need special treatment, and you don’t need to ask me for instructions on how to use this donation. I only have one sentence, use it where it should be used, and give it to the person who should use it! It is not a transfer, nor is it
Do you understand the false accounts that sell sheep’s heads as dogs’ meat?”
"Well--"
Hearing this, Dean Zou really didn't think about it.
I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
A pair of shrewd eyes flashed behind the glasses with the bottom of a wine bottle cap.
He immediately came back to his senses, and the smile on his face immediately became vivid. Or to be more specific, at this moment, he was really excited, and he was a little too excited: "Miss Bo, thank you! For having you say this
That puts me at ease! In fact, over the years, I have also tried to find companies to cooperate with, but if other companies want reputation, want to put on a show, and engage in charity cooperation, they always do it with famous and promising hospitals. Ask us
This kind of hospital that treats mental illness... it's hard to find cooperation and sponsorship! Just this year, we stopped three or four experiments just because of funding issues..."
"These words of yours will be reported to Mr. Bo truthfully when I return."
Bo Jinghan looked at him seriously, paused for a few seconds, then turned to look at Aze, and continued: "The Bo family has a special charity fund, which is for medical treatment. If the situations mentioned by Director Zou are all
Really, then please ask Dean Zou to write a report and give it to my assistant, Aze. He will help you apply for the transfer fund. The person in charge of the fund project in the Bo family will review your application report.
There will be an audit and actual inspection. In the end, if she feels that you and the hospital are worth investing in, she will make an appointment with you to meet and negotiate."
"Really, really?"
Dean Zou, who didn't have high hopes at first, almost jumped up with joy after hearing this.
