"Do you know what happened to Diplodocus? He was the child who was in a car accident. He was rescued and his condition was stable, but he was kicked out of your hospital!"
When the dean heard this, his face changed slightly, but then he returned to normal, frowning and said: "The hospital receives so many patients every day, how do I know who this person is? Besides, my job is not to receive patients!"
"Yeah?"
Chen Feng smiled faintly, reached out and grabbed a stainless steel thermos cup on the table, and with a slight exertion of his fingers, the entire cup was suddenly crushed into an iron ball.
While doing this action, he kept staring at the man and watching the changes in his expression.
As expected, the dean was frightened by this hand, his face became even paler, his eyes were filled with fear, and his fat legs were trembling.
Throwing the scrap iron aside, Chen Feng stretched out two fingers and gently pinched the edge of the vase.
Just like breaking open a biscuit, every time you exert force, a piece of ceramic is broken off. Then you rub your fingers together, and the ceramic piece immediately turns into powder and falls down.
Although he didn't speak, the fat dean's fear became more and more intense, his breathing became sharp and heavy, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Let me ask you again, do you know about Diplodocus? If you don't want the bones to be the same as this vase, you can just say you don't know!"
After feeling that the other party's fear had reached its peak, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed and he asked again.
"I said, I said...I know, I know everything!"
The more status and status a person has, the more afraid of death he is!
Under the double suppression of Chen Feng's momentum and movements, the obese dean finally couldn't bear it anymore, collapsed, sat down on the ground, and told the story in a trembling voice.
In fact, he didn't know much, but the child's attending doctor suddenly gave him a sum of money and asked him to agree to issue a critical illness notice for Diplodocus. If something went wrong, he could just help cover it up.
For the sake of money, this guy agreed directly without asking any questions.
Later, when the critical illness notification was issued, Liang Lizhu did come to see him, but was directly fooled by him.
In his opinion, this is actually a trivial matter, just take it if you have money, and never think about the life and death of the child or the feelings of the family.
"What a bastard!"
After he finished speaking, Chen Feng became extremely angry. With a flick of his finger, the piece of porcelain he had just broken off shot accurately between the opponent's legs.
Ouch...
The obese man's eyes widened at first, and then he let out a miserable scream. He fell to the ground holding the position between his legs, and his whole body began to twitch.
Looking at his miserable look coldly, Chen Feng showed no sympathy at all.
As the director of a hospital, not only did he not take it as his own responsibility to solve the patients' problems, he actually ignored the lives of others for a little money.
Maybe this was just a small thing to him, but he didn't know how much harm it caused to others.
This kind of person usually does countless things that use power for personal gain and are completely unscrupulous. It is simply not a pity to die.
Destroying him now can be regarded as teaching him a lesson!
"Go to hell, you scumbag!"
Jiang Ziyue couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, so she stepped forward and kicked the opponent hard on the head.
Gudong...
The obese dean was already in unbearable pain, so he was kicked so hard that he fell to the ground and fainted.
"What should we do next?"
Jiang Ziyue frowned and asked without even looking at the other party.
"Of course we have to find the attending doctor!"
Chen Feng's eyes flickered, and a flash of coldness flashed across him quickly.