Qin Feng left the scene and stood at the elevator entrance waiting for the elevator.
He had no intention of taking action, but he watched Wen Jing reap the consequences, being expelled from the hospital, taking on subsequent responsibilities, and even going to jail.
This nurse uniform does not belong to her.
But when he saw the old man struggling to his death, he couldn't help but feel moved.
Especially when he saw Tang Qingqian's desperate expression as she rode on the old man's body, he couldn't help but secretly curse himself, how could he put his revengeful attitude towards Wen Jing on a dying patient.
"Qin Feng, your mentality still needs to be sharpened."
Qin Feng let out a breath. At this time, the elevator door opened. He stepped in and pressed the 11th floor button.
Wu Guihai's office was not on the 11th floor, so Qin Feng planned to go directly to the hospital leaders to explain the matter clearly.
The special ward of the hospital is overcrowded.
Dean Chen Guofeng and a group of hospital leaders stood in the ward, looking nervously at the old man lying on the bed.
"Mr. Zhang, are you feeling okay?"
Chen Guofeng was sweating profusely and his heart was on fire.
Mr. Zhang is not an ordinary person. He retired from the position of director of the Central Hospital ten years ago and has successively held important positions in the Municipal Medicine Bureau, the Provincial Medicine Department, and even the Beijing Medical Department.
After returning from retirement this time, he went to the Central Hospital for medical treatment without knowing what was going on. No one was notified. If Chen Guofeng hadn't been brought out by him, and he happened to find Zhang Qingyuan when he was looking at the medical records, I'm afraid that so far, he would have been
No one knows that this famous Chinese medical doctor almost died in his own hospital!
"Same for you, Mr. Zhang. If you don't feel well, just call us and we will arrange for a team of experts to go to your home. Why bother you to go there in person?"
Wu Guihai, the director of the Department of Surgery, said with a flattering look on his face: "Thankfully we were in the hospital and Wen Jing discovered it in time. Otherwise, if something happened to you, we wouldn't be able to afford it even if we have ten heads."
He said, taking Wen Jing's hand and pushing her forward: "Why don't you say hello to Mr. Zhang? Let me introduce myself."
When they arrived at the scene, only Tang Qingqian and Wen Jing were kneeling next to Zhang Qingyuan, so the credit fell on these two people.
"Zhang, hello, Mr. Zhang."
Wen Jing said with a belated expression: "Are you okay? I was almost worried to death at the time. I could only do my best to save people. I didn't know that you were the old dean..."
She deliberately emphasized that she did not know Zhang Qingyuan's identity in order to win the favor of the old dean.
"Okay, at such a young age, you know the ancient method of Guanyin Hands."
Zhang Qingyuan smiled and nodded: "Who do you study under? Why are you willing to be a little nurse here?"
Guanyin hand?
After hearing this, the leaders of the House of Representatives looked at Wen Jing with confused expressions.
Wen Jing was also stunned for a moment. She didn't know what Guanyin Hand was at all, but from what Zhang Qingyuan meant, it seemed that it had a lot of origins, and he also valued it very much.
And from what Mr. Zhang said, he didn’t seem to remember that he was knocked down by him at all...
She secretly rejoiced, but pretended not to care on her face: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. It is our duty to treat illnesses and save people. As for means, it is completely irrelevant."
Looking at Wen Jing's unfazed look, Zhang Qingyuan nodded: "Okay, okay, but I remember there was someone else there at the time. Where did she go?"
He was unconscious when he was in a coma and could only remember the two people he saw when he woke up.
"Qing Qian."
Before Chen Guofeng could speak, Wu Guihai quickly answered: "She is busy. Tang Qingqian is like that. Although his medical skills are good, he has the same expression as everyone else. Mr. Zhang must not be angry."
"Angry? Why should I be angry?"
"Being a doctor without being arrogant and focusing on your medical skills is also a good idea."
Zhang Qingyuan looked at Chen Guofeng meaningfully: "Xiao Chen, you have done a good job as the dean. You have trained many capable newcomers and they must be reused."
Chen Guofeng was overjoyed when he heard this. He had been recognized by the old dean, and it would play a vital role in the next election for the provincial department.
Everyone chatted for a while and then left the ward.
When leaving, Chen Guofeng looked at Wen Jing and said calmly: "Xiao Wen, are you a junior college graduate?"
Wen Jing was still immersed in the secret pleasure of taking the credit. When she heard Chen Guofeng suddenly ask this question, she immediately said nervously: "Yes, yes..."
Although they are both medical schools, they are all junior college students majoring in nursing. If Qin Feng had not been framed, she would never have become a regular student in her life.
"Well, I have a good relationship with your principal. You go back to school tomorrow and ask him to recommend you an undergraduate degree."
Chen Guofeng said meaningfully: "You are just a nurse, so I have buried you a bit. The position of head nurse of surgery is still vacant, so you have to perform well."
Recommended undergraduate course? Head nurse of the department?
Wen Jing was extremely excited: "Thank you, Dean Chen!"
"I have to tell you something so that you won't get too excited when you find out."
Wu Guihai said proudly: "The person you just rescued is old dean Zhang Qingyuan. His identity is not just as simple as the old dean. He is also a specially appointed expert of the Shangjing Medical Department and a national expert. The provincial department has learned the news and will send someone immediately.
, then you should be prepared to be notified and commended by the province and become a model in the province."
Commended by the provincial department? Model in the province?
This time, I was really unlucky.
Wen Jing's delicate body is trembling, her heart is fervent, is she about to reach the pinnacle of her life?
