Before Peng Feng could free himself from self-blame and regret, the car drove to Meili Hospital. The hospital concierge naturally recognized this car, and someone had already rushed in to notify him.
There were not many patients in the hospital today, and Zhou Wen had not been to the hospital for almost a month, so Old Henry, Feng Tianpei, Cui Xiaolu and several nurses from the Eighteen Pearls all came out to greet them. This scene once again stunned Peng Feng.
, How deep is the water behind Director Zhou? His head was almost broken before, but now it is even more down.
A few students were different. They did not crash, but restarted directly.
Looking at several nurses who are so beautiful that one cannot bear to look at them, their flowery smiles only bloom for one person, as bright as stars, and their bright eyes as soft as lake water only surround one person, and then look at the frail and broken body of my own body.
His clothes, and his body that started to shiver from the cold wind after getting out of the car, all of a sudden, thoughts of shame, envy, jealousy, worship, etc. came to him one after another.
They all blushed and lowered their heads, only hearing their own heartbeat and rapid breathing. They were afraid that the eyes of the nurses would notice their embarrassment, but there was a vague expectation in their hearts.
Zhou Wen didn't understand what the young man was thinking. He smiled and pulled over a few nervous young men and said to everyone: "These are my junior high school students. They all care about the safety of the country and dare to stand up.
Good men and good students came out to awaken the people to fight against Japan. They were tortured in prison, but they were determined and never gave up their beliefs and fought against the evil forces resolutely. Now they are all scarred, Xiaolu
You guys take them to check their injuries, give them medicine when they need it, and hospitalize them when they need to."
Hearing Zhou Wen's praise, several teenagers straightened their waists unconsciously, blood surged in their chests, and their faces began to turn rosy. The sharp cold wind blowing in front of them no longer felt biting, but they wished they could come harder.
Talent is more masculine. Yes, although we are not as good as our seniors, we are not cowards. We are also promising young people with ideals and ambitions, and we can hold our heads high wherever we go.
As a result, the tall and heroic image of this friendly senior student rose to a new level in their hearts.
When I finally heard that I needed medicine and was hospitalized, my brothers lost their confidence again. Why? No money.
In this day and age, visiting a charlatan costs a lot of money, let alone such a high-end, grand, high-end hospital.
Several people looked at each other, and Zhao Ting, who was the most injured, said nervously: "Senior... um... we all have minor injuries, so we don't need to go to such trouble. We can just give some bruise medicine ourselves when we go back..."
Zhou Wen knew what he was thinking, so he interrupted with a smile and said: "That's not possible. You are all my juniors. How can I let you go back if you are not cured by the hospital I run? Don't worry about the cost. Originally, you were out today.
I will give you a cleansing banquet in prison, but considering that you are still young and drinking alcohol is harmful to your health, we will change the banquet to a hospital, and you will drink the medicine as a "Jiefeng wine". "
After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he turned to Cui Xiaolu and said: "Xiaolu, these juniors will be left to you. Let's take them in now."
Cui Xiaolu said yes with a smile, and then called a few sisters to come up and help the three students, who seemed to be in the clouds in their dreams, to go in. As for the three young boys with such a beautiful woman beside them, they were gently supported by the soft catkins, and the warm fragrance filled their nostrils.
There is no need to describe in detail what kind of ignorant thoughts there are in this scene.
At this time, Peng Feng, who was next to him, was stunned, and his mind had been shut down countless times.
What the hell are those things you just said? Why are they so familiar? Oh, that is the language used by organizational leaders to perform and encourage subordinates. Do you know this too?
How could these upright revolutionary words come from the mouth of you, an evil capitalist and reactionary?
Wait, what about fighting against the evil forces? Aren’t you the representative of the evil forces? Aren’t those black-hearted police officers your subordinates?
Also, you run this hospital? Didn’t you just arrive in Taiyuan for only a year?
Peng Feng then thought about how he had also been in Taiyuan for a year, and how difficult it was to carry out work and how dangerous the situation was. It was really like comparing people to death, and comparing goods with goods.
No, he has exploited the hard-earned money of the working people and done many things to bully and dominate the market, so that he has these assets. When he returns, he must report to the organization, carefully investigate his misdeeds, and expose his essence.
Absolutely evil face.
Although Peng Feng comforted himself theoretically, there was a voice in his heart expressing different opinions: This is the ability of this young officer, and it is still a big ability.
There is also the possibility that he is bragging. Don’t young people all like to exaggerate and brag? Peng Feng comforted himself again.
After Zhou Wen, Old Henry and Feng Tianpei finished communicating and said goodbye, Peng Feng came back to his senses and asked tentatively: "Um...ahem...I mean, you really run this hospital?"
Zhou Wen chuckled and said: "Old Qiao, you are a stubborn person. Come on, let's get in the car and talk."
After the car drove out of the hospital, Zhou Wencai said: "Lao Qiao, I don't have to irritate you, but I probably know what you are thinking. It's just how many evil things I did to earn so much.
Ill-gotten wealth, but you can't find any evidence, so you can only take it for granted that I belong to the ranks of evil capitalists. Is it a sin to have money anyway?"
Peng Feng opened his mouth again. You know everything about my feelings.
Zhou Wen continued to smile and said: "Let me stimulate you again. Do you know the purple clear red medicine? It is a miracle medicine to stop bleeding and save injuries. The pharmaceutical factory is also prescribed by me, an evil capitalist, how about it? Haha... does it stimulate you?"
This time Peng Feng was directly shocked. The famous name of Ziqing Red Medicine has spread, especially because this magical medicine was among the enemy items captured by the frontline soldiers. It was really a life-saving treasure on the battlefield. At that time, the organization went through a lot of hard work.
After a hard time, we finally found out that this pharmaceutical factory is located in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province. For this reason, the organization also assigned a special task to the Taiyuan Municipal Committee, which is to find ways to purchase this medicine.
However, this medicine is basically unavailable in the world, and the sales channels are monopolized and strictly controlled by a few big forces. The quantity that enters the market sporadically is too rare, and buying it back in small batches is a drop in the bucket. My hometown has called me many times to urge me, but Taiyuan
The municipal party committee couldn't find a suitable solution for a while. Another thing is that it is too expensive. Even if it can be purchased in bulk on the market, there is not so much funds in the organization.
Now, the boss of this pharmaceutical factory was right in front of him, like a bomb exploding, shocking Peng Feng to the point of continuous downtime.