First update is given, please recommend, please collect

At 7:30 in the morning, most people in Lincheng were running on their way to the company, but dozens of patients and families who came to seek medical treatment had gathered in the lobby of Lincheng People's Hospital. Chen Yajun looked at the anxious expressions of these people, and his mood was also affected by them. This made Chen Zhiyuan's heart slightly persuaded and felt worried again, and he was worried: "Zhiyuan, your Uncle Geng's surgery is really fine?"

Chen Zhiyuan was worried about the first surgery in his life that was about to come. Although this primary medical fat was enough to exchange for the primary medical suit, he was still a little nervous. He heard his father's worried words and comforted him: "Dad, don't worry, this surgery is definitely fine, my Uncle Geng will definitely be cured. Let's go to the ward first!"

As soon as the father and son were about to leave, they heard a shout from behind: "Chen Zhiyuan, Chen Zhiyuan..."

Chen Zhiyuan turned his head and saw Song Muqing running over from the gate. He wondered what this girl was doing. Song Muqing ran to the front and complained without waiting for a breath: "You, why don't you answer, me, my phone number!"

"Tel?" Chen Zhiyuan quickly took out the phone from his pocket. There were more than a dozen unanswered calls on it, all of which were called by Song Muqing. "I turned it silent when I was sleeping yesterday, and I forgot to turn the sound in the morning!"

"Hmph, you're so forgetful. I ran to your house first. Your sister-in-law said you and your father came to the hospital. I'm chasing you all the way and I'm so tired!" Song Muqing pouted and was very dissatisfied.

"Oh, what are you doing in the hospital today?" Chen Zhiyuan couldn't think of what she was doing with him.

"It's not for your business. My dad originally asked Director Ren of the Health Bureau to help you with this matter, but Director Ren went to get you something. Before he came back, my dad asked me to come first!" Song Muqing explained.

When Chen Yajun heard the girl's words, he was puzzled by Chen Zhiyuan: "What are you going to do? Why do you have to trouble Secretary Song to find Director Ren?"

Chen Zhiyuan winked at Song Muqing first, signaling her not to tell her about the operation, and then said to her father: "Dad, isn't this my Uncle Geng's surgery? I didn't tell Secretary Song about this incident that day, so Secretary Song asked Director Ren to come and take care of the hospital and take care of him. Isn't this society related to society? With Director Ren's relationship, my Uncle Geng's surgery will save a lot of money!" Chen Zhiyuan felt that he had become a lie king these days, and he would make up for it with others if he had nothing to do.

"Oh, that's right, but you can't come and trouble Secretary Song. They're so busy. Your child is really doing things. You have to thank Secretary Song and the director for his good work. Do you know?" Chen Yajun was very nervous about the official who troubled Song Weiqing.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely do this. When our club will open, we will invite Secretary Song and Director Ren to try the dishes. I'm preparing some medicinal wine for them to ensure that they are satisfied!" Chen Zhiyuan said this and saw Song Muqing looking at him with a smile, with his dark eyes slid around, and his face was joking, like a cunning and cute little fox. He pulled Song Muqing aside and whispered: "My dad doesn't know what I'm going to do in the operation. Don't tell me it. By the way, what does Director Ren bring for me? And your dad will take you to take a photo. Can the leader of this hospital sell me face and let me have surgery?"

Song Muqing smiled and patted his breasts, glanced at Chen Yajun beside him, and lowered his voice: "Why are you afraid that your dad will know that you are going to have surgery?"

"Isn't this nonsense? It would be strange if my dad believed that I would have surgery!" Chen Zhiyuan rolled his eyes.

Song Weiqing bit a green finger lightly and nodded, "This is the same, but why did my dad trust you? What did you two say in the study that day?"

That day, Chen Zhiyuan not only discussed with Song Weiqing how to deal with Zuo Mingshan's affairs today, but also gave Song Weiqing a medical technique. The target of the medical technique was Song Weiqing. In fact, Song Weiqing had nothing to do with herbs, but he had some insomnia. With the two diseases that people of his age often had, Chen Zhiyuan first used acupuncture for him, and then prescribed some herbs for him to take them on time. The next day, Song Weiqing called and said it was very effective, which was considered to be a complete belief in Chen Zhiyuan's medical technique. Now Song Muqing asked, "It's okay to say that this insomnia is a problem for him to tell him about the problem of kidney deficiency and prostate, Song Weiqing would definitely not be able to hold back his old face, so he had to haha: "It's just that your father has treated insomnia. You didn't realize that your father has been sleeping recently and has been much better?"

Song Muqing bit his finger and thought for a while: "Yes, my dad's insomnia is an old problem. He gets listless every day and is wearing two big dark circles. He has been energetic these days, and he has eaten more than usual!"

Chen Zhiyuan was helpless. His father was still waiting for him. After interrupting the girl, she forgot the director Ren brought his things and the operation. She quickly arrived: "Let's say what the director Ren gave me? Do you have that great face to let the hospital agree to my surgery?"

Song Muqing smiled and kept silent: "You will know what you want to give. As for the operation you want, my dad will let his secretary come over later. I know the director of this hospital. If you can give me this face, don't worry!"

You yellow-haired girl, it would be strange if I don’t worry about you. I have to call Song Weiqing to implement this matter later. I can’t let the operation be entrusted. Chen Zhiyuan frowned and said, “Okay, follow me upstairs first, and I’ll call your dad later!”

Song Muqing knew that Chen Zhiyuan still didn't believe that she could do this, so she felt a little dissatisfied, snorted, stepped on her long legs and walked forward.

The three of them soon arrived at the ward. Seeing Zhao Yulan's worried expression, Chen Yajun first put down his worries and stepped forward to relieve them. Chen Zhiyuan pulled Geng Ming outside and asked, "Has everything been done?"

Geng Ming nodded, took out a digital camera and a recorder from his bag and handed it to Chen Zhiyuan, and took out a dozen papers and put them in his hand and said, "There are medical records in the digital camera. I was afraid that I couldn't see the things inside clearly, so I found a printing shop to enlarge and print it out. The recorder contains everything that Zuo Mingshan talked to me these days!"

Chen Zhiyuan collected these three things and said, "Did you give the expert fee?"

"Just give it to him, Brother Zhiyuan, my father is sick?" Geng Ming looked sad.

Chen Zhiyuan patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Geng's illness will be handed over to me, it will definitely be cured. You are waiting for me here!" After that, Chen Zhiyuan went in and called Song Muqing over: "You go to the director of this hospital and ask him to come to the office of the brain surgery department immediately!"

Seeing Song Muqing walking away, Chen Zhiyuan pulled Geng Ming to: "Let's go with me to find that bastard Zuo Mingshan!"
Chapter completed!