"Do you know about Liang Long? It's the one who was in a car accident who has been rescued and has a stable condition but has been driven out of your hospital!"
When the dean heard this, his face changed slightly, but then he returned to normal. He frowned and said, "The hospital accepts 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. With a slight force of his five fingers, the entire cup was immediately pinched into an iron ball.
When he was doing this, he kept staring at the man and watching the other person's expression change.
The dean was indeed frightened by this move, his face turned paler, his eyes were full of fear, and his fat legs trembled continuously.
He threw the scrap iron aside, and Chen Feng stretched out his two fingers and gently pinched it on the edge of the vase.
Just like breaking a bread biscuit, every time you exert force, a piece of ceramic is broken down, and then your fingers rub it against each other, and the flakes immediately turn into powder and fall down.
Although he didn't say anything, the fat director's fear became stronger and stronger, his breath was sharp and heavy, and sweat beads emerged from his forehead.
"I'll ask you another question, do you know about Lianglong? If you don't want bones to be the same as this vase, you can still say you don't know!"
After feeling that the other party's fear reached its peak, Chen Feng's eyes lit up and asked again.
"I said, I said...I know, I know everything!"
The more a person has a status and status, the more he is afraid of death!
Under the double suppression of Chen Feng's momentum and movement, the fat dean finally couldn't bear it and collapsed with a loud bang. He sat on the ground and said the matter tremblingly.
In fact, he didn't know much, but the attending doctor of the child suddenly gave him some money and asked him to agree to give Liang Long a critical illness notice. If something went wrong, just help cover it up.
For the sake of money, this guy agreed without asking much questions.
Later, when the critical illness notice was issued, Liang Lizhu did come to see him and was fooled by him.
In his opinion, this is actually a small matter. Just take money. I never thought about the life or death of a child or the feelings of his family.
"What a terrible mess!"
After he finished speaking, Chen Feng was extremely angry and bounced his fingers, and a piece of porcelain piece he had just broken off shot into the middle of the other party's legs with extremely accurate accuracy.
Ah...
The fat man glared at first, then let out a tragic scream from his mouth, and fell to the ground with his legs in the middle, and his whole body continued to twitch.
Looking at his miserable appearance coldly, Chen Feng did not have any sympathy.
As the head of the hospital, not only did he not take it as his responsibility to solve the patient's problems, but he actually ignored the lives of others for a little money.
Perhaps this was just a small matter to him, but I don’t know how much harm it caused to others.
I don’t know how many people like this who use their power for personal gain and lose all their consciences are simply a waste of their lives.
Now that he is ruined, it can be regarded as giving him some lessons!
"Go to die, you scum!"
Jiang Ziyue couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, and stepped forward and kicked the other person hard in the head.
Gudong...
The fat dean was already in unbearable pain, and after being hit hard, he fell to the ground and fainted.
"What do we do next?"
Jiang Ziyue asked without even looking at the other person.
"Of course I'm looking for that attending doctor!"
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and a cold flashed rapidly.