Chapter 97: Making a big deal

In fact, Yang Bin doesn't know that Fatty Zhu is going to drive Xiaomei and Han Bing out and plans to leave it to Xu Yongliang to handle it himself.

But he is now careful not to make any big mistakes. No matter whether you are wrong, you must first seal the hotel door. As for whether Fatty Zhu made a mistake and what mistakes he made, someone will naturally be able to interrogate them clearly at that time.

That's right, it's better to let the leader say that he is not good at doing things, right?

When he heard Fatty Zhu ask him to make a clear idea and said that he had something to discuss, he already understood the meaning contained therein. However, even if his red envelope weighs two tons, Yang Bin didn't have the courage to accept it.

Money is a good thing, but who is not afraid of spending his life without his life? By that time, how useless is money? Today's incident has caused such a big deal, and it is impossible to say that it will not be dealt with by a few people.

So, Yang Bin looked at Fatty Zhu and said gloomyly: "You did not make any mistakes. Can Governor Han come to your door in person in the middle of the night to visit you? Are you very respectful, are you?"

Fatty Zhu's face turned into pig's liver in an instant, and he sat on the ground without taking that breath for a long time.

Xu Zonglin's special car can be said to be walking sideways in the provincial capital, but no police dare to gossip. With the harsh sirens, there is a 120 ambulance behind it. Anyone can understand at a glance that this is going to the hospital to help their lives.

Whether it is a pedestrian or a vehicle on the street, they not only consciously give way to the road, but not only do not disgust with the arrogant and domineering police cars ahead, but also reveal a little appreciation.

"This is the people's policeman..."

"Yes, the police should do more practical things like this."

In this way, Xiaomei, who was sitting in the ambulance behind, kept urging: "Hurry up! What's going on with this driver?!"

Based on the intuition of Liu Yang, a half-baked Chinese medicine practitioner, he thought that his bones should be fine, but the part of his shoulders that was hit was as painful as a burst of time, and there was a knife cutting it in his flesh, which was so painful that it was so painful.

"Xiaomei, I'm fine. Don't urge me anymore. This is fast enough..." Liu Yang comforted Xiaomei with a wry smile, his body moved slightly, half of his body was hurting, and sweat was coming out again.

Just by being hit by a steel pipe twice, it will definitely not hurt at this level. I don’t know what the guys in the hands of those little gangsters did, and they are so harmful!

Perhaps Director Xu's arrangement played a role, and the red street lights in the traffic post in front began to be controlled. The police car and the ambulance all the way over there were green lights. This speed was indeed fast enough.

Feeling the speed of the car moving, Xiaomei returned to a little calmer. However, Han Bing kept holding Liu Yang's other hand tightly with his own little hands, with tears in his eyes and whimpering: "Don't move, the hospital will be here soon..."

As he said that, Han Bing glanced at Xiaomei and whispered: "You... why are you so stupid? Sister Xiaomei and I are in there. You just need to drag it a little and the police can come... If... if... if you don't be so anxious, then will it be fine?"

Han Bing said this clearly, thinking that Liu Yang was the savior. It would be nothing if he just expressed his gratitude, but the little girl clearly said affectionately in these few words. Liu Yang endured the pain and smiled awkwardly, but Xiaomei snorted and turned her head away.

This fickle boy won’t be between Han Bing… If this is true, would I report it to Mr. Zhao?

"I'm sorry, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have run out secretly, and I shouldn't have gone to the nightclub alone to drink..." Han Bing didn't notice something wrong with Xiaomei, and was still blaming himself.

Liu Yang pretended to be fine and said with a smile: "I saw those little bastards rushing in like crazy. You and Xiaomei are both my friends, my good sister, how can I see you suffer? Besides, who are you? You are Governor Han's baby daughter. With your identity, those guys are not worthy of touching you at all. At that time, I was extremely angry and rushed up without thinking. How could I know that they are so powerful?"

Xiaomei suddenly turned her face and glanced at him, then turned back immediately, but the sound full of indecisive smell came over: "Hmph, who do you think you are? Superman in a cloak or Ultraman? Unexpectedly? Because of this, you almost killed yourself. If... what should I explain?"

Liu Yang knew what she meant, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I said I'm fine..."

Xiaomei immediately fought back: "You said it's okay? Why are you doing so much pain? Why are you going to the hospital if you don't have anything to do?"

Han Bing was so stupid that he didn't know what these two people were talking about. Seeing Xiaomei and Liu Yang quarrel, he said anxiously: "Sister Xiaomei, don't drink Liu Yang's argument anymore. You see, his face turned red with pain..."

This girl is so stupid and cute. Who have you ever seen blushing because of the pain?

While talking, the car arrived at the provincial hospital. After the driver stopped the car, the doctor and nurse in the car jumped down to open the door. Xiaomei and Han Bing also supported the stretcher and helped send Liu Yang to the emergency room.

In the emergency room, the hospital's director Bao Yanzhi and experts in internal medicine, surgery, brain skull, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases were already waiting inside.

When Director Xu called, he did not explain clearly what the patient was in. He only said that this patient was very important. If the treatment was delayed due to hospital reasons, Zhang Shuji and Governor Han would settle the score for you.

At this moment, before Liu Yang arrived, Bao Yanzhi was panicked and immediately called all the department heads and doctors in the department and all he could think of. He held a brief mobilization meeting in the emergency room, asking the patients to come over later, no matter which department involved, they would be mobilized. If anyone delayed the matter, those who should be laid off will be deducted, and those who should be deducted will be deducted.

At this time, as soon as the patient was pushed in, the attending doctors from each department immediately surrounded him. But after some examination, the attending doctors from each department were a little stunned. It was not because Liu Yang's injury was too serious and unable to be cured, but because in the eyes of these experts and doctors, the patient's condition was too common.

It's just blunt attacks, subcutaneous soft tissues and muscle contusions.

This... this "disease"... If this is considered a disease, not to mention the experts of the provincial hospital, even the small outpatient shops opened by individual doctors outside, they just prescribe some medicines to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and then give two anti-inflammatory injections. There is really no need to mobilize people like this.

Just to be honest, everyone in this room is a doctoral student, postdoctoral student, supervisor of the graduate school, department head of the provincial hospital, and chief attending physician. Seeing such a small disease, even if an assistant is allowed to do it, it will be a loss. Not to mention taking the identity of the assistant, let alone doing it yourself.

Who is this young man? He actually made the dean and his mother sweat nervously. He even mobilized the troops in the middle of the night and called all the elites in the hospital? Isn’t this a pastimer?

"You...why are you standing there? What's going on? Hurry up and treat him?" After seeing the examination results, those people in white coats circulated the films taken by Liu Yang, and they all remained silent. Han Bing couldn't help but feel angry.

"What's going on? Is the condition very serious? If you can't see it, wouldn't it be a waste of time?" Xiaomei also became anxious at this time. While saying that, she took out her cell phone: "General Zhao, I am Xiaomei, Liu Shu. I'm injured. The provincial hospital cannot be treated. I must be transferred to 301. Please arrange a plane..."

"Xiaomei... No, I'm really fine..." Xiaomei's reckless and vigorous spirit was really not saying anything. When Liu Yang wanted to stop her, she said half of her words.

Xiaomei's words immediately shocked Bao Yanzhi, thinking to himself who is this girl? He is a general who opens his mouth and wants to use a plane to transfer the patient to 301?

No matter who he is, it seems that the other party is definitely a small person. Thinking about what Xu Zonglin said to him just now, the sweat on his forehead immediately flowed down.

The girl opened her mouth and sued the Provincial Hospital for a lawsuit, saying that the provincial hospital could not cure this disease. Isn’t this a life-threatening person?

"You...why are you still standing there? Hurry up and consult the medicine. Who said we can't cure it? This lady, we can cure it, we can..."

The elites in the room were secretly sulking, thinking that the dean called everyone to see such a minor problem, which was simply a waste of energy. So, no one cared about what Xiaomei said when she called just now.

Hearing the dean's shouting loudly, the attending doctors in white coats couldn't help but look at each other. He thought to himself that the dean was also a scalpel, and the experienced Taishan Mountain in his heart would not panic and tremble. What's wrong today?

At this moment, a large group of people came into the door of the emergency room. Bao Yanzhi, the leader, met. Seeing that Han Zonglin had appeared without a sound, Bao Yan's heart jumped up like a dissatisfaction.

Time goes back thirty years, and there may be many deans, and doctors are not so worldly. What's wrong with the governor? Everyone serves the people, there is no distinction between high and low, only the different service methods.

It is even said that in that era, special skilled talents with professional knowledge really had the courage to laugh at the king and prince with their own strong qualities. No matter how old you are, you have to listen to the doctor in the hospital.

But now it’s different. Whether you are a teacher, a doctor, or a scientist who is engaged in scientific research, no matter what you do, you need to have an identity.

Identity is status, status is efficiency, it is closely related to your salary, bonus, and resources you can control. If you can't get into one person with one's length, not only will your income be meager, but no one will pay attention to you when you walk on the street.
Chapter completed!