Shang Duojin’s characteristic of taking advantage of others has not changed to this day.

Shu Qingqing expressed her approval with both hands and feet, and gave him a disgusted look: "When you really make money on your own, you will know that it is not easy to make money. Now it is not your money, so of course you can spend it lavishly without any psychological pressure.

."

Shang Duojin wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only shut up with a sullen expression and let Qiao Mei and Shu Qingqing lead the way.

Pheasant Hospital is quite large, but the influx of people is so large that Qiao Mei and the others don’t know where to start.

You can only follow the old-fashioned guidance signs on the first floor and go all the way to the hospital archives.

Unexpectedly, many people came to this place. When they arrived, there were patients arguing with the nurses.

"Why can't I take my medical records with me? If the medical records are left here, one day I will become famous. It is not impossible for you to use my medical records of plastic surgery to threaten me with money. Hurry up and hand over my medical records.

!!"

The nurse was very speechless: "The situation you mentioned will never happen in our hospital. If you really want your medical records, we will provide you with copies, but the originals need to be archived and cannot be taken away.

It is also to prevent some unexpected situations from happening. The hospital reserves some rights of interpretation. Please understand.”

The patient is still going crazy: "Excuse me? Why can't I get my own medical records? Your hospital..."

Qiao Mei stopped listening to what the patient said later.

But it can be roughly analyzed from this situation that this Pheasant Hospital still has some ethics, and at least the medical records are still intact.

Shang Duojin and Shu Qingqing were still eating melon, discussing the situation at hand while eating.

Qiao Mei was a little speechless and interrupted them: "Stop trying to get things done. Let's do business. Let's see how we can access Master Wan's files."

As she said that, she pulled up Wan Shishi's photo, glanced around, and finally settled on an old nurse who looked older and had a higher position.

"Hello, I would like to ask, is it convenient for your hospital to obtain patient medical records?"

The old nurse didn't even raise her head, and stretched out her right hand in front of Qiao Mei: "If you are a patient, just show your hospitalization information, or if you have a copy, that's fine."

But Qiao Mei didn't have either of these. She just showed Wan Shishi's photo and said succinctly: "Look at this person, can you get her medical records? If possible, of course I won't say nothing here.

As long as it’s not too much, it’s okay.”

The old nurse finally raised her head and glanced at Qiao Mei.

When I found that she was wearing a mask and sunglasses, and followed behind her were two young men dressed similarly to her, with their faces covered tightly, I immediately understood what was going on.

She stood up, took Wan Shishi's photo from Qiao Mei's hand, and asked them to follow her.

Just checking the past medical records does not mean taking away the medical records. Old nurses still have this right.

After entering a quiet but dilapidated room, she took stock of Qiao Mei's temperament and asked, "What is the minimum you can give me?"

Qiao Mei had been involved in the workplace for quite a few years in her previous life. From a glance, it was probably not the first time that the old nurse had done this kind of thing.

He glanced at Shang Duojin, who was about to speak, and stopped him with his eyes. He did not give the old nurse a clear number first, but asked:

"How much did people who came to you to retrieve medical records usually pay? We are all still students and don't have much money. If the amount is really too high, I won't waste your time."

Before coming to Pheasant Hospital, Qiao Mei was afraid that they would be slaughtered by the people here.

Shang Duojin specifically asked Shang Duojin to change his name tags, so when she said this now, the old nurse looked at their ordinary clothes and didn't have any doubts.

After frowning, he said unwillingly: "Having said that, accessing other people's medical records is against interstellar law. If you give me too little, it's not worth the risk for me, and of course it's not okay."

Qiao Mei remained motionless, but Shang Duojin and Shu Qingqing, who were new to the world, were a little anxious.

However, they had heard Qiao Mei talk about this situation before they came, so even if they were anxious, they still refrained from speaking.

Instead, they all focused their attention on Qiao Mei, waiting for her to take action.

"Of course." Qiao Mei glanced at Shang Duojin and Shu Qingqing, and lied without blushing, "We were just afraid of such a situation, so we specially collected three thousand interstellar coins together. No,

I know if it works."

Three thousand yuan is how much it costs to have a plastic surgery at this pheasant hospital. For Qiao Mei and the others, who are just students, it is indeed a huge sum of money.

The old nurse was not satisfied and wanted to deceive them.

But Qiao Mei didn't panic at all. No matter how she tried to test her, she always said that the three of them had scraped together such a small amount of money.

"If it weren't for the fact that the girl who had plastic surgery was my friend's crush, we wouldn't have come with him to investigate. He hates plastic surgery, but he also received a message saying that the girl he had a crush on had been here, so he didn't believe it.

Damn it, I have to come here for confirmation."

After saying that, she glanced at Shang Duojin melancholy. Shang Duojin looked confused, but still pretended to cooperate: "Yes, if she really has plastic surgery, then I will definitely not agree. What if I

If we are with her, the chances of our offspring being good-looking will definitely not be high."

When the old nurse saw several people talking to each other in a decent manner, she could only sigh and relax.

"Well, if it weren't for the fact that you are students, with this little money, you definitely can't get medical records. But let's make a deal first. When you go out, don't tell me the price I gave you today.

Get out, or will I still be able to do business here?"

Listening to these familiar words, Qiao Mei nodded obediently: "Of course, don't worry."

As expected, the old nurse specializes in this profession to earn extra money. She took Qiao Mei and the others around several times on the way there, and finally arrived at an underground archives room to help them retrieve files related to Wan Shishi.

"Wan Shishi... Why didn't the person be found? But judging from this photo, there is indeed an information entry. Little girl, come and take a look."

Qiao Mei nodded and walked to the old nurse's side, looking at the personal file displayed on the desktop optical computer.

The name is clearly marked on it - "Song Zhenzhen".

Shang Duojin was confused: "Why is it Song Zhenzhen? Did your hospital make a mistake when entering the information?"
Chapter completed!