She put on her wig and false eyelashes again, and then slipped out of Xiao Yingying's room.
"Miss, this is obviously a blackmail, we must find her!"
"Tianyin, it seems that we didn't explain it clearly at first."
Xiao Yingying said: "What Rachel Eddie said makes some sense. That guy is a celebrity and there are many people who follow him. He is worth the price."
"But... Miss, you have advanced all your private money, but you are still short of more than half."
Xiao Yingying waved her hand, and she smiled slightly, as if she was confident.
"It doesn't matter. If the matter is really settled, Aunt Jiang will be willing to pay even one million US dollars, not to mention half a million US dollars."
In fact, what Xiao Yingying said was really right.
This is why she dared to agree. If it succeeded, someone would pay, but if it failed, all she would lose was her personal deposit.
From this point of view, Xiao Yingying is not the kind of vase that can only be viewed, but rather has a little cleverness.
"Oh, I hope Rachel Eddie will not disappoint us." Dou Tianyin said.
"Tianyin, we will check out of the hotel in the afternoon and find another place to live. We will leave Hong Kong for Guangzhou tomorrow."
"OK."
Afterwards, Xiao Yingying completed the deposit payment, checked out with Dou Tianyin and disappeared.
She knew that this hotel would become a place of right and wrong.
The sooner you leave, the less likely you will get burned.
Qin Fan had no idea that he was being targeted by the black widow Rachel Eddie, and that Xiao Yingying wanted to get rid of him.
The next day, Qin Fan was in the office.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin!" Su Yuanju came over in a hurry.
"Oh, Vice President Su, what's the matter?"
"Someone asked you to visit me by name."
"Haha, you can just call me directly," Qin Fan said with a smile.
Su Yuanju smiled bitterly, "It would be nice if it was that simple."
"The other party was transferred from Huari Hospital and was accompanied by officials from the Hong Kong Metropolitan Medical and Health Department."
"Oh, this person has quite a lot of background, who is he?" Qin Fan asked strangely.
"I don't know the details, but he is a young British man in his twenties, and he has many guards."
Qin Fan was slightly startled. This kind of person either had a distinguished status or had a great background.
"People of his level usually have their own health doctors, so why send them to us?"
"Our traditional Chinese medicine hospital is not an old hospital with a long history."
Su Yuanju had a look of helplessness on his unsmiling face.
"Hey, it goes without saying that only Western medicine can do nothing, so these people will think of using Chinese medicine as a last resort."
Indeed, judging from the current medical treatment situation of Chinese people, there is an unwritten habit.
For example, for a common cold and cough, most people will seek treatment from a Western doctor first, because taking Western medicine can cure the problem quickly.
If it doesn't work out, it's just infusion or injection. If it still doesn't work, it seems like traditional Chinese medicine has become the last straw.
This habit is the same for all kinds of difficult and serious diseases.
Because they think Chinese medicine is metaphysics and sounds like a myth.
Only when you are on the verge of life and death will you think of taking a chance on that mysterious and mysterious hope.
Qin Fan shook his head, "Vice President Su, I think things may not be that simple."
"Ah, Mr. Qin, what do you mean...?"
Qin Fan nodded in acquiescence. At this moment, his eyes seemed a little deeper.
"These foreigners generally won't take the initiative to seek out TCM doctors if no one recommends them. I had a similar experience in Beijing."
"As the saying goes, friends who work together are enemies. Hong Kong Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is run by the Hong Kong Capital Government."
"Of course they won't take action openly, but that doesn't mean they won't cause trouble secretly."
When Su Yuanju was mentioned by Qin Fan, he suddenly realized.
"Yes, why didn't I think of this? The cake is so big, and our joining will definitely change the previous pattern."
"What they most want to see is not a traditional Chinese medicine hospital that helps people in need, but a traditional Chinese medicine hospital that has caused diplomatic controversy due to poor treatment."
"If you do this a few times, you can achieve the goal of dismantling the traditional Chinese medicine hospital without losing any blood."
He paused and said angrily: "What a sinister intention!"
Qin Fan couldn't help but laugh again when he saw Su Yuanju looking a little angry.
"Hahaha, don't think so absolutely, I just think it's possible."
"No, no, no, Mr. Qin, it must be what you inferred." Su Yuanju said.
"The medical conditions of Huari Hospital are among the best in Hong Kong. Why send them to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital if they feel there is no hope of salvation?"
"They are dragging along the Department of Health and Welfare to hide the truth from others."
In fact, Qin Fan and Su Yuanju's guesses were not wrong at all.
This is really the result of a conspiracy between Ozawa Masao and the director of Huari Hospital.
"Vice President Su, since the patient has been sent to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, we can only deal with it head on."
"This is both a bad thing and an opportunity. What is the other party's disease?" Qin Fan asked.
"I didn't even have time to look at it in detail. After receiving the notice, I hurriedly arranged for the other party to be admitted to the hospital, and then came over to inform you."
"Mr. Qiao from the Medical and Health Department is accompanying us now."
"Oh, let's go take a look." Qin Fan said.
The two of them walked out of the office together and rushed to the inpatient department.
From the outpatient building to the inpatient department, there is a corridor connecting each floor.
The two walked through the corridor and took the elevator to the special care ward of the inpatient department.
Qin Fan unexpectedly discovered that the entire floor was under martial law, and many blind spots were guarded by foreigners with blue eyes and tall noses.
He muttered: "Fortunately, this special care unit is on a high floor. If it were on a low floor, wouldn't the entire building be sealed off?"
Su Yuanju lowered his voice and said: "There is no way, the other party has a background and is accompanied by officials from the Medical and Health Department."
"Strictly speaking, Hong Kong Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is under the jurisdiction of the Medical and Health Department."
Qin Fan shook his head and said nothing. As long as it involves institutional issues, it will be very troublesome.
"stop!"
As soon as the two of them approached the special care ward, someone called them in English.
A tall guard was seen looking at the two of them warily.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Su, who is this?"
"Oh, this is Mr. Qin Fanqin, the director of our hospital." Su Yuanju said.
"Oh, I want to check it out."
Suddenly, Qin Fan was a little dumbfounded.
This is nothing. When you go to a hospital in China, you still have to undergo his examination.
However, this is not his small clinic.
Qin Fan smiled faintly, stretched out his arms, and motioned for the other party to check.
The tall guard took out a small scanner and scanned it back and forth.
"Thank you for your cooperation, you can go in."
Under the leadership of Su Yuanju, we walked into the special care ward.
There was a British man in his twenties lying on the bed. His face was very pale, but his eyes shone with wisdom.
In the room, there was a middle-aged Chinese man, probably Mr. Qiao from the Medical and Health Department as Su Yuanju mentioned.
There was also a foreign middle-aged man beside the bed, who was probably the young man's personal health doctor.
Seeing Qin Fan and Su Yuanju walking in, everyone stopped talking.
"Mr. Qiao, this is Mr. Qin Fanqin, the director of our hospital."
Su Yuanju stepped forward to introduce Qin Fan to Mr. Qiao.
Qin Fan then came to look at him. Mr. Qiao was in his forties, but he was very bald.
Perhaps because of his extreme intelligence, he has almost no hair in the middle of his head.
He could only comb the few strands of hair back to cover up the embarrassment of being bald.
Qin Fan was sizing up Mr. Qiao, and the other party was also sizing him up.