Chen Fan pointed to the weak middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed: "Your cousin can answer you this question."
The man looked at his cousin with doubtful eyes.
The middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed also nodded weakly: "Xiaojie, I can prove this. If the doctors from the mental hospital had not arrived in time, most of us would not be alive today."
"As for the doctors from the Third Hospital you mentioned, it was because of them that I almost died there yesterday."
The man's eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face.
"Yes, yes, I can also prove that it was the doctors and nurses from the mental hospital who were busy yesterday. The medical staff from the third hospital were standing there talking and laughing, and they didn't care about our lives at all." The man in the bed next to him said.
One of the injured people also opened his mouth to respond.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" As soon as the injured person finished speaking, the woman on the side scolded him in a low voice, trying to shut him up.
The injured man glanced at the woman: "I'm not talking nonsense, what I said are all facts. People have to be conscientious. If they hadn't appeared in time, we would have died long ago!"
Zhu Shang looked at the man jokingly: "What, what else do you have to say now?"
The man's face looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that it would be such a situation yesterday. For a moment, he didn't know how to refute.
But thinking about the commission he would get for every order, the man couldn't help but feel excited. He had calculated before that based on the rebates given to him by the Third Hospital, if all these injured people were sent to the Third Hospital, he would probably be able to eat and clothe him in the next few years.
No worries.
But at this moment, a group of people suddenly squeezed in from the crowd outside the door, led by a young man, holding a cylindrical stick wrapped in newspaper.
"Are you Chen Fan? The director of surgery here?!" The young man looked a little excited and looked at Chen Fan and asked.
The man who had been looking sad just now suddenly showed a hint of joy when he saw the young man and others appearing in front of him.
Especially the young man's excitement and the things he was holding made the man feel that this young man must be here to cause trouble for Chen Fan.
"Yes, he is the chief of surgery here!" The man pointed at Chen Fan.
"Are you really Chen Fan, the director of surgery?!" The young man became even more excited.
The man stepped forward, reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder: "I'm sure he is the director of surgery here! Brother, if something happened to you, speak up boldly. There are many people here, and they don't dare to do anything!
"
After saying that, the man looked at Chen Fan and others proudly.
The young man ignored the man, but still looked at Chen Fan, as if he wanted to wait for Chen Fan's answer.
Chen Fan nodded: "Yes, I am Chen Fan, the surgical director of the mental hospital."
Hearing Chen Fan's answer, the young man's body began to shake violently, and his emotions completely lost control at this time.
When the man saw this, he seemed a little surprised. He thought to himself, how much hatred there was to make this young man so excited! But the smile on his face was even brighter.
"Plop!" a sound.
Just when no one knew what the young man was going to do, the young man bent his legs and knelt directly in front of Chen Fan.
The man's original push on the young man's shoulder suddenly failed. The man staggered and almost fell to the ground.
For a moment, the scene was silent.
Seeing this scene in front of him, the original smile on the man's face froze in an instant.
"Benefactor, Director Chen, you are the benefactor of our whole family! If it weren't for you, my brother would be dead!" The young man knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with tears.
"thump!"
There was another sound of kneeling down.
A young woman also knelt on the ground, her face full of tears: "Director Chen, thank you, thank you for saving my husband."
"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Chen Fan frowned slightly when he saw this, and stepped forward to help the two of them up.
The two of them refused, and still knelt on the ground: "Director Chen, we have all heard that my husband has five penetrating wounds on his body, and his chances of survival are zero. If it weren't for you, our family would really not know.
How should we live? Our child is only one year old. Think about it, when the child is one year old, he will have no father, me, me."
By the end of the story, the woman was crying.
The man standing aside was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
He originally thought that these people were here to trouble Chen Fan, but what he didn't expect was that they actually came to thank Chen Fan!
"I'm a doctor, this is what I should do." Chen Fan stretched out his hand to lift the two of them up.
Standing up, the young man opened the cylindrical thing wrapped in newspaper: "Director Chen, we don't know how to thank you. We made a banner specially for you. Director Chen, you must accept this!"
With that said, the young man opened the contents inside, and a banner with the words "The doctor's benevolence and his wonderful hands rejuvenate" was displayed in front of everyone.
Chen Fan looked at these eight words and nodded slightly, agreeing to accept the banner.
Zhu Shang, who was standing next to Chen Fan, quickly stepped forward to take down the banner.
Wow!
The scene immediately burst into thunderous applause, because everyone knew that Chen Fan fully deserved this banner!
"Director Chen, if we don't leave, we will be treated in a mental hospital. We won't go to any third hospital!"
"So are we, we're not going either!"
"Even if there is a diagnosis record from a mental hospital in the future, we will not leave. With a doctor like you here, we can rest assured!"
The injured who had previously wanted to be transferred to a hospital now expressed their willingness to stay in the mental hospital for continued treatment.
"Diagnostic record of the mental hospital?" Zhu Shang, who was holding the banner for Chen Fan, looked at the injured with a puzzled look.
"Wouldn't the diagnosis record of this mental hospital follow us for a lifetime, and even affect our children's future work? If we weren't afraid of affecting our children, we wouldn't think of transferring to another hospital."
"Yes, yes." Everyone nodded.
Zhu Shang frowned slightly: "Who told you that this diagnosis record will affect the child's work? Isn't this nonsense? These medical records are only in our mental hospital and will not be spread at all. Moreover, the surgery you are seeing is not a psychiatric department.
How could it possibly affect you?"
Yao Qingqing also agreed: "Yes, and our mental hospital will soon become the Sixth Comprehensive Hospital, no different from other hospitals."
"Well, then he just said that this will affect us and the children." Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the man.
Feeling the questioning and angry gazes of the people around him, the man's face turned extremely ugly.
"Ahem." The man coughed twice in embarrassment, looked at his cousin and said, "Cousin, I suddenly remembered that there is something else at home, so I left first. I will come back to see you later."
After saying that, the man lowered his head, wanting to bury his head in the ground, and walked toward the door in a panic.
But before he could reach the door, he was stopped by Zhu Shang.