"Mom, this is really the director of the hospital, not an actor!" Zhong Jiawei said.
"Don't you fool me with them, you think I'm stupid?" Shao Hailan said, got up from the ward, put on his shoes and said: "Let's go and be discharged!"
"That's okay, you haven't had a checkup yet!" Zhong Wenxing quickly grabbed her.
"What to check for? In this kind of atmosphere, what do you think I can check out? He can hire someone to be the director, and maybe give me a late-stage cancer report later, and then hire an old Chinese medicine doctor to cure me, okay?
Makes me cry with gratitude.”
Jiang Zhihao was a little speechless. Why didn't he realize that his mother-in-law was so imaginative before?
No matter how much Zhong Wenxing and others tried to persuade, Shao Hailan was unwilling to stay for examination. She firmly believed that the identities of these people were false. If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult for the hospital to make false claims, she might not even admit that this place was real.
A living person didn't want to undergo an examination, and there was nothing anyone could do. Zhong Wenxing had no choice but to say to Wen Aning with an apologetic expression: "Dean Wen, I'm so sorry, my wife..."
"It doesn't matter. You can go back and rest for a few more days before coming back. There's no rush." Wen Anning said.
"You're just looking forward to me coming again, right?" Shao Hailan said.
The sudden scolding made Wen Anning a little hard to accept, and she didn't know what to say.
Zhong Wenxing is a little confused now whether these people are real or fake. He thinks they should be real, but Shao Hailan is so firm that it makes him a little shaken.
Are they really all actors?
No one will try to persuade Shao Hailan anymore. When a person firmly believes in something, no matter how much you tell her, it will be in vain.
Just like that, Shao Hailan walked out of the ward, and Wen Anning came over and whispered to Jiang Zhihao: "Mr. Jiang, has your mother-in-law ever suffered any mental stimulation? If it is convenient, you can take her to a psychiatric examination in the future. Our psychiatric department
The director’s level is quite good.”
Wen Anning's words were not meant to be sarcastic, but purely out of good intentions. He felt that Shao Hailan might have lost his mind.
Jiang Zhihao heard this, nodded with a wry smile, and said, "Thank you, Dean Wen."
"You're welcome." Wen Anning chuckled and walked out of the ward.
At the same time, Shao Hailan was walking in the corridor. Before he had gone far, he saw local news playing in a loop on the wall-mounted TV.
"The selection of the top ten outstanding medical personnel in our city this year has been officially released. The following rankings are in no particular order. The first place is Wen Anning, the director of the Second People's Hospital..."
Hearing the name of the hospital and its director, Shao Hailan subconsciously looked up and saw a short video of Wen Anning performing surgery being played on TV, with the narration being introduced by the host.
When he saw the old man who was concentrating on the operation and then looked at the TV station logo in the upper left corner, Shao Hailan was stunned for a moment.
Others' introductions can be fake, but what about the TV station? Jiang Zhihao bribed the TV station too?
She reached out and touched her pocket, but didn't find anything, so she said to Zhong Wenxing: "Give me your phone."
"What do you want to do again?" Zhong Wenxing asked.
"There's so much nonsense!" Shao Hailan took the phone from his hand, quickly opened the search page, and started searching for the website address of the Second People's Hospital of the city.
On the hospital's official website, there is generally a detailed introduction to all aspects, including the names, photos, and positions of the doctors in each position.