The next morning, Ye Fan woke up early and was thinking about how to receive the three little kids, when Jin Ningbing ran in in a panic.
Ye Fan was slightly startled: "What happened?"
"Are these three people the Bodhisattva, Nianhua and Luo Shen that President Kong mentioned?"
Jin Ningbing pulled out surveillance photos to show to Ye Fan. There were three men and women of extraordinary temperament walking into the lobby of Hongyan Hospital with curious expressions on their faces.
Ye Fan glanced at it, took out the information for comparison, and then nodded repeatedly:
"That's right, that handsome boy is the Goddess of the East China Sea, the bald boy is the Bodhisattva of the West, and the girl in white is from Southern Tibet, holding flowers."
He asked: "Are they here like this? What happened?"
"They just started asking about you at the front desk and were planning to go to the inpatient department to report to you. But when they saw the patients waiting in the lobby, they started to eat them one by one."
Jin Ningbing reported to Ye Fan in a flurry: "They treat patients on the spot."
"Good guys, not only are their medical skills amazing, but they are also extremely fast. All the more than a hundred patients waiting in the hall were treated by them at once."
"No, it's cured."
"It doesn't matter if the hospital loses income, it doesn't matter if they steal the limelight, but this will attract more patients to Hongyan Hospital."
"Three of them have become little miracle doctors praised by everyone."
"There are at least 300 people waiting to see a doctor outside now, and the entire Hongyan Hospital is almost paralyzed."
"Please help me think of a way to get them here, otherwise half of Longdu's patients will crowd in here at noon at the latest."
Jin Ningbing felt a headache: "If it is not handled well, it will not only deplete medical resources, but also bring the hospital into disrepute."
After all, if it is free today, it will be free tomorrow, and if it is not free the day after tomorrow, some patients who have not taken advantage of it will definitely get angry.
"He is indeed a little brat."
Ye Fan also smiled bitterly, then picked up his cell phone and asked Yuan Qingyi to invite the three of them to the inpatient department.
Just when Yuan Qingyi was about to go to the outpatient clinic on the first floor to bring the three people up, a commercial vehicle roared across the ambulance passage of the hospital.
The car door opened, and Lin Qiuling and Lin Sangu got out. Ignoring the security guard's scolding, they pushed past the queued patients and rushed inside.
"Little miraculous doctor, little miraculous doctor, come on, help me..."
Lin Qiuling, wearing a coat, ignored the angry comments from everyone, jumped directly to the front of the queue, and then pushed a young girl out with her body.
She sat down on the chair, then looked at Luo Shen who was sitting in the clinic and shouted:
"I saw on the Internet that you are very good at treating diseases. Please give me a cure quickly."
"My lungs have been getting more and more painful recently. I often wake up in the middle of the night and cough up black blood in the morning, but no clues have been found no matter how I check."
"By the way, I drank half a catty of the wedding wine a few days ago. As a result, I fell asleep for a whole day and there was blood coming out of my mouth and nose."
"Hurry up and take a look for me. I'll give you as much as you want."
Having said this, Lin Qiuling took out a large stack of banknotes from her pocket and slapped it in front of Luo Shen: "Is ten thousand enough?"
Luo Shen frowned: "Auntie, please line up."
"What a queue. This word has never been in my dictionary."
Lin Qiuling was very dissatisfied and took out another 10,000 yuan to shoot: "Treat me quickly, or I will tear down your hospital."
After accepting Ye Fan's 2 billion gift, Lin Qiuling became richer and more unruly and rude.
Luo Shen was polite: "Auntie, please line up..."
"I'll say it again, see a doctor right away..."
Lin Qiuling was angry: "Aren't you a free clinic? I've given you money now, what else do you want?"
"Cough cough cough——"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was out of breath, slapped the table on the table, and spit out a lot of foam from her mouth.
Then his body kept shaking, and blood kept coming out of his mouth and nose. There were some black and gray impurities in the blood.
The streams of blood were frightening to see, and the patients and family members around him screamed and retreated.
"Qiu Ling, Qiu Ling!"
Lin Sangu screamed when she saw this, stepped forward and hugged Lin Qiuling, shaking her constantly:
"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
"Quack doctor, you killed my sister, I want you to pay with your life."
She took a step forward and slapped Luo Shen on the delicate face.
There was a crisp and loud snap, and five fingerprints appeared on Luo Shen's cheek.
He was completely confused. He never expected that Lin Sangu and the others would be so arrogant.
In Donghai Sanatorium, which boss saw that he was not being treated as a national scholar?
Bodhisattva and Nianhua instinctively came forward to advise: "Auntie, you can't hit people..."
"Papa-"
"You killed people, so I can't beat them anymore?"
Lin Sangu suddenly got angry and slapped them both, making Bodhisattva and Nianhua's cheeks turn red.
Many patients and family members present were filled with indignation and wanted to denounce Lin Sangu and others for their arrogance, but seeing that these people acted like shrews, they could only shut up.
Once you provoke them, I'm afraid you won't have a happy life.
Bodhisattva and Nianhua covered their faces and were stunned.
This slap was truly unbelievable and beyond their understanding.
Regardless of whether they are buried in Xijiang or Nan, they are just like the Luo Shen. They are held in high esteem by the stars and respected as gods. Where have they ever suffered such treatment?
So I was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to react.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you save people?"
Lin Sangu slapped Luo Shen again, making her head dizzy:
"My sister is in trouble, and you are all in trouble."
Luo Shen's lips kept trembling, he was very angry, and his fists were clenched invisibly, and then he reached out to feel Lin Qiuling's pulse.
Lin Sangu raised her hands again and shouted: "Why don't we rescue you?"
"stop!"
At this moment, Ye Fan appeared in front of everyone in an automatic wheelchair, bringing Jin Ningbing and Yuan Qingyi with him.
He also grabbed Lin Sangu's hand that was about to hit someone again.
"Hongyan Hospital is not a vegetable market, and it is not a place where you can beat people whenever you want."
"Luoshen and the others are VIPs of our hospital. They provide free diagnosis and treatment to everyone just out of kindness, not out of obligation."
"For the sake of you being the family members of the patient, I won't argue with you today. If you dare to take action again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After he finished speaking, he flicked Lin Sangu's wrist and shouted: "Get out!"
"Ye Fan?"
Seeing that Ye Fan appeared and stopped her, Lin Sangu immediately jumped up and shouted:
"I wonder who it is that refuses to save you. I wonder who is obsessed with money. It turns out it's you, the white-eyed wolf."
"You're a good-for-nothing, you're a door-to-door son-in-law. After being abandoned by my Ruoxue and working with a rich woman to get rich, you have disowned all your relatives."
"You are just fishing for fame, but you are obsessed with money. As a doctor, you only care about money. If you don't have money, you can't treat it?"
"Let me tell you, if there is anything wrong with my sister, I will never let you go."
She said angrily: "I will also tell Ruoxue that you are a white-eyed wolf, and you will never even think about remarrying my Ruoxue."
She is now relying on Lin Qiuling to show off her power. Lin Qiuling has another two billion in her hands. How come Lin Sangu will be on the same front with her.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Ye Fan looked at Lin Sangu and said lightly:
"If you continue to waste time and don't send Lin Qiuling to the hospital for emergency treatment, she probably won't see the sun tomorrow."
"By the way, her disease is endoplasmic fibrosis in the lungs. The surface is difficult to detect. It was left behind during the fire in Ruoxue Baiyao's laboratory last time."
He added: "I warned you, but unfortunately no one listened to me. Now, her days are numbered."
"Ye Fan..."
At this moment, another panting woman squeezed in from behind the crowd.
She looked at Ye Fan painfully and spoke with a trembling voice:
