Nangong Qin fell to the ground and rolled several meters away. Her clothes were messy and her cheeks were red and swollen.
She was stunned at first, unable to believe that Ye Fan dared to take action.
Then, she screamed: "Hit people, the patient's family members are beating them, call security."
Several young nurses supported Nangong Qin while staring at Ye Fan with their willow eyebrows:
"You're screwed. You've gotten into big trouble."
Ever since they came to Rong'ai Hospital, they have never seen anyone who dared to act wild here. Any family member who dared to cause trouble was sent to a mental hospital.
"You bastards, there are people like you in Rong'ai Hospital, just wait until it closes down."
Ye Fan glanced at them, then turned around, kicked open the emergency room door, and strode inside.
Tang Ruoxue was slightly startled, then hurriedly caught up: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan."
Soon, Ye Fan saw his father lying on the hospital bed.
Still the same face, the same kindness, the same simplicity.
Ye Fan's eyes were filled with tears, and he could hardly help but burst out of his eyes.
My father is still the same, not changed at all.
It seems that no one or anything in heaven and earth can make him change.
He was lying on the hospital bed with scars all over his body, motionless, but still as straight as a javelin.
Ye Fan suddenly discovered that his father's face was not only kind. There was also a lot of pain and rich emotions hidden in the wrinkles on his face.
However, compared to a year ago, Ye Wujiu was obviously thinner, his face was pale, his body was stained with blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell into a deep coma.
Nangong Qin and the others did not treat Ye Wujiu, and they did not even put an oxygen mask on Ye Wujiu.
Ye Fan felt that he could lift his father with one hand. Thinking of all the kindness he had done to him in the past, he felt very uncomfortable.
Ye Fan held Ye Wujiu's wrist and the stone of life and death turned.
Tang Ruoxue ran over and shouted: "Ye Fan, don't be impulsive."
Ye Fan shouted without looking back: "Find me a wheelchair."
Then, he turned around on the Stone of Life and Death and buried seven pieces of white light into his father's body.
Ye Wujiu's congestion gradually receded, the edema gradually disappeared, and his wounds and bones began to heal. In the blink of an eye, his face became more colorful.
Ye Fan could tell that his father had survived the difficulty and was still awake because he needed some time to recover.
Tang Ruoxue was startled at first, worried that Ye Fan would save her father by herself. When she saw that he didn't take out the silver needle, she felt relieved and hurriedly went to the corner to find a wheelchair.
Looking back, he saw that Ye Fan had already picked up a piece of patient clothing, wrapped it around Ye Wujiu's body and put it into the wheelchair.
At this time, there was already a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door, and Nangong Qin's furious screams were heard.
Ye Fan ignored it, took a bottle of anti-inflammatory saline and hung it up for his father, then slowly pushed the wheelchair towards the door.
"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
Tang Ruoxue grabbed Ye Fan and shouted anxiously: "It will be very dangerous to move your father like this."
"It's okay, I have his condition under control."
Ye Fan's eyes flashed: "I will not let him stay in this hospital."
If he had not arrived in time today, my father would have become a vegetative state even if he was not dead. Rongai Hospital loves money more than human life.
"L?"
Tang Ruoxue was confused in the wind: "When did you control his condition?"
Ye Fan didn't say anything, he just kicked the door violently.
There was a loud bang, the door bounced open, and the dozen or so people who were about to rush in fell to the ground in disarray.
Nangong Qin, who was pressed down by seven or eight people, kept wailing.
"Ding--"
Almost at the same moment, another group of people appeared at the end of the corridor. A middle-aged woman in a white coat appeared aggressively with eight men and women.
The woman is about forty years old. She wears gold-rimmed glasses, is tall, and full of charm. She is very attractive in uniform, but she is arrogant.
Several young nurses shivered subconsciously when they saw her appearance. There was no doubt that they were all afraid of this middle-aged woman.
Director of Rongai Hospital, Bai Jiaxin.
Bai Jiaxin was calm and threatening: "Who is making trouble in my hospital?"
"Dean Bai, they said we had no medical ethics, beat people, kicked the emergency room into pieces, and even kicked the patients off the emergency table."
Nangong Qin hurriedly got up and complained to Bai Jiaxin, while Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue walked out slowly with their fingers still a little bit still.
"Call the security guards over and tell them there is a medical disturbance here."
Bai Jiaxin led a group of people to Mark and Tang Ruoxue, and first issued an order with a proud look on her face, without taking them seriously at all.
In her opinion, Ye Wujiu was just a poor and incompetent low-class person, and a son born from a low-class person would not be of a high standard.
She looked at Mark and Tang Ruoxue with disdain and hummed:
"If you say that our technology, efficiency, and equipment are not good enough, I will transfer you to another hospital without saying anything."
"But saying we have no medical ethics is absolutely unacceptable."
"We all graduated from medical universities, all took the Hippocratic Oath, and took Nightingale as a model."
"Didn't you see that we are called Rongai Hospital? Didn't you see that we are the best angels in white this year? Didn't you see that we wholeheartedly consider our patients?"
Bai Jiaxin was aggressive: "Who gave you the courage to slander us casually? Who gave you the capital?"
"What is slander? That's the truth."
Tang Ruoxue was furious: "When we received the patients, we didn't rescue them first. They all ran to take pictures. I invited them five times, but no one showed up."
"What kind of medical ethics does it have to let patients lie in the emergency room and just take pictures of themselves?"
She took out her mobile phone: "I will sue you to the Medical Bureau."
Ye Fan didn't speak, just looked around, thinking about how to protect his father from harm in case of chaos.
Probably because of Tang Ruoxue's sharp edge, Bai Jiaxin waved her left hand and asked the eight security guards who rushed over to surround Ye Fan and the two of them.
She glanced at Mark with contempt and spit on the floor:
"You should admit your mistakes and stand upright when you are beaten."
"You have slandered our Rong'ai Hospital. Kneel down, apologize, lick the saliva, and pay Nangong Qin one million yuan in compensation, and that will be the end of the matter."
"I won't embarrass you people who live like ants."
"If you don't do as I say, you won't have to go home today..."
Bai Jiaxin looked at Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue arrogantly: "I will personally send you to a mental hospital."
Bai Jiaxin will send anyone who is disobedient and disobedient to her to a mental hospital.
Nangong Qin and the others also raised the corners of their mouths, gloating, seeming to ridicule Ye Fan for knowing the iron plate now, right?
Where in Rongai Hospital can low-class people run wild?
Tang Ruoxue shouted coldly: "You are really lawless, I want to call the police..."
"Snapped--"
Bai Jiaxin suddenly slapped Tang Ruoxue on the face and shouted:
"Jesus can't even protect you, I said-"
Tang Ruoxue, who was caught off guard, stumbled and almost fell down. Her hair was messed up and she was quite embarrassed.
"boom!"
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan kicked Bai Jiaxin in the abdomen.
Bai Jiaxin screamed, her hands and feet shook and she rolled out...
