Chen Fan nodded affirmatively: "Auntie, it's true."
"But, but many experts say there is no possibility of cure." The middle-aged woman was a little confused. She didn't know whether to believe such a young Chen Fan in front of her.
"Mom, you have to trust me, squad leader." Du Jiaojiao quickly said to the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman looked at her daughter and finally nodded in response: "Okay, I agree to be hospitalized and treated here."
In fact, middle-aged women know that there is no possibility of curing their disease, and they are just treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Soon, the hospitalization procedures were completed, and Chen Fan first asked Du Jiaojiao and the middle-aged woman to go to the ward.
Seeing Du Jiaojiao and the others leaving, Chen Fan wrote a prescription and asked Zhao Qianqian to prepare the medicine according to the prescription.
This prescription can effectively control the condition of middle-aged women.
Chen Fan was busy in the clinic until noon.
Just when Chen Fan was about to go to dinner, his cell phone suddenly rang.
I looked at the caller number and saw it was Lian Wenxin calling.
After answering the phone, Chen Fan asked: "Vice Dean Lian, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Chen Fan, don't you know what good things you did today?" Lian Wenxin's angry voice sounded on the phone.
"Deputy Dean, please explain a little more clearly. I have done too many things today."
"Hmph, come to the psychiatric inpatient department right now!" After saying that, Lian Wenxin hung up the phone.
Chen Fan packed up his things, closed the door of the clinic, and then walked to the psychiatric inpatient department.
When he walked out of the outpatient clinic building, Chen Fan could see the figures of three people standing at the door of the psychiatric inpatient department.
The three figures, after seeing Chen Fan coming out of the outpatient clinic, all looked at Chen Fan with gloomy expressions.
Especially the middle-aged man in the middle, who kept laughing "hahaha". After seeing Chen Fan, he wished he could pounce on him right now and strangle Chen Fan to death.
"Vice Dean Lian, what's the matter?" Chen Fan came to the three of them and asked calmly.
Lian Wenxin sullenly pointed to the middle-aged man who was laughing non-stop: "Chen Fan, let me ask you, why is Manager Xue of Changteng Pharmaceutical in the ward of our mental hospital?! Or is it the intensive care unit?"
"Do you know how much impact this morning had on Manager Xue's body and mind?!"
Only then did Chen Fan look at Xue Yang.
The neat suit he had worn in the morning was already in tatters. There were red scratch marks on his face and body, and he looked very embarrassed.
Xue Yang stared at Chen Fan with red eyes. He was in the intensive ward of the mental hospital this morning. It was simply his nightmare!
He was in an intensive care unit, and he was facing a group of seriously ill patients with persecution delusions and self-mutilation. He was smiling at everyone, so one can imagine the result.
Whenever he thought of it, he couldn't help but tremble all over.
Chen Fan's eyes showed a trace of surprise: "Vice President Lian, what did you say? He is not a mentally ill person? He is Manager Xue of Changteng Pharmaceutical?"
Lian Wenxin said solemnly: "Yes, Chen Fan, who gave you such courage to put Manager Xue in the intensive care unit of a mental hospital! Moreover, you are also a surgeon, when will it be your turn to deal with psychiatric matters?
Are you in charge?!"
Chen Fan pointed at Xue Yang with an aggrieved look: "Vice President Lian, see for yourself, how does he look like a normal person? He is even worse than the patients in our intensive care unit."
"Hahaha, Chen Fan, hahaha, this matter, hahaha, I'm not done with you!" Xue Yang pointed at Chen Fan and shouted angrily.
Hearing Xue Yang speak, Chen Fan looked at Lian Wenxin again: "Vice Dean Lian, listen to this? Which normal person talks like this."
"this."
Lian Wenxin was unable to refute when asked.
At this moment, Peng Wenjun, who was standing aside, finally said: "Chen Fan, our Changteng Pharmaceutical has recorded this matter, and one day we will ask you to repay it double."
Chen Fan glanced at Peng Wenjun and smiled jokingly: "Isn't this Mr. Peng from last night? What? Are your hands good? If not, I can help you take a look again. It just so happens that my clinic is right here
It’s on the first floor of the outpatient clinic building, which is also convenient.”
Peng Wenjun's eyelids twitched violently a few times, and he glared at Chen Fan angrily: "Chen Fan, don't be arrogant. Soon, I will make you kneel in front of me and beg me!"
Chen Fan sneered: "Haha, is that right? Then I'll wait."
Peng Wenjun said solemnly: "Let's go!"
Then he and Xue Yang walked to a Mercedes-Benz in the parking lot.
Seeing the two driving away, Lian Wenxin's original gloomy expression disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Chen Fan with a flattering expression: "Director Chen, what do you think of my performance just now?"
Chen Fan nodded slightly and praised: "Not bad, keep up the hard work."
Lian Wenxin looked proud and said proudly: "Director Chen, you don't know. After getting your instructions yesterday, I returned home and watched spy movies all night. Don't worry, I will definitely tell you what happened this time."
It was done flawlessly.”
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner when it's done."
"Director Chen, you're too polite, but I think there's still room for improvement in my acting skills. I should have been more angry just now and acted out a scene of incompatibility with you. This should have a better effect."
Chen Fan smiled helplessly and discovered that Lian Wenxin was quite passionate about acting.
Lian Wenxin kept chattering and didn't realize that Chen Fan had already left the place.
"Do you think this is okay?"
"Director Chen?" Lian Wenxin turned around and found that Chen Fan was no longer around, and his face suddenly looked embarrassed.
"Ahem, cough, cough." Lian Wenxin coughed awkwardly, walked towards the office building with his head held high and a proud look on his face.
At this time, inside the Mercedes-Benz car driving on the highway.
Xue Yang was sitting in the passenger seat, still laughing non-stop.
Peng Wenjun, who was driving, stopped suddenly, glared at Xue Yang angrily, and slapped Xue Yang directly on the back of the head: "Can you stop, can't you! You can't stop laughing, can you?! Believe it or not, I'll give it back.
Send you to a mental hospital!"
It was Peng Wenjun's slap that instantly stopped Xue Yang's laughter.
Xue Yang was stunned in place. The sense of normalcy that he had not seen for a long time made Xue Yang burst into tears.
After laughing all morning, his face had lost all feeling.
Seeing that Xue Yang finally stopped, Peng Wenjun cursed angrily again: "Trash, I asked you to go to the mental hospital to investigate the matter. It's better for you to actually send yourself to the intensive ward of the mental hospital. Did I or you?
This is my first time seeing a talent like you! How embarrassing!"
Xue Yang's face was filled with grievances and he lowered his head and dared not speak.
Peng Wenjun asked in a deep voice: "Who is that Lian Wenxin? Why do I think his relationship with Chen Fan is not good?"