Chapter 47: Causing a Commotion in the Hospital (Part 1)

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  At 7:30 in the morning, most people in Lin City were on their way to work, but dozens of patients and their families had already gathered in the lobby of Lin City People's Hospital. Chen Yajun looked at these people with anxious expressions, and his mood was also affected by them. This made Chen Zhiyuan, who had just been slightly comforted, feel worried again: "Zhiyuan, is your uncle's operation really okay?"

  Chen Zhiyuan was about to perform his first major surgery in his life, and although he had enough primary medical skills to exchange for a primary medical skill set, his heart still felt a little nervous. Upon hearing his father's worried words, he comforted him: "Dad, don't worry, the operation will definitely be fine, Uncle Geng will definitely be okay, let's go to the ward first!"

  Just as the two of them were about to leave, a shout came from behind: "Chen Zhiyuan, Chen Zhiyuan..."

  Chen Zhiyuan turned his head to see Song Muqing running over from the gate, wondering what this girl was doing here. Song Muqing ran up to him and, without even catching her breath, complained: "You, you're such a person, why didn't you answer my phone call?"

  "Phone?" Chen Zhiyuan hastily took out his phone from his pocket, with over a dozen missed calls on the screen, all of which were made by Song Muqing. "I put it on silent mode when I was sleeping yesterday and forgot to turn the volume back up this morning!"

  "Hmph, you'd better remember this! I first ran to your house, and your little aunt said you and your dad came to the hospital. Then I chased after you all the way here, I'm exhausted!" Song Muqing pouted with dissatisfaction.

  "Alas, what brings you to the hospital today?" Chen Zhiyuan really couldn't think of why she followed him to the hospital.

  "It wasn't for your sake, my dad originally asked Director Ren of the Health Bureau to help you with this matter, but Director Ren went to fetch something for you and didn't return in time, so my dad had me come over first!" Song Muqing explained.

  Chen Yajun heard this and was puzzled by Chen Zhiyuan: "What do you want to do? Why bother Secretary Song to find Director Ren?"

  Chen Zhiyuan first gave Song Muqing a glance, hinting that she shouldn't mention the surgery, then said to his father: "Dad, isn't this Uncle Geng's surgery? That day I casually mentioned it to Secretary Song, and he had Director Ren come over to take care of the hospital. This society is all about connections, right? With Director Ren's connection, we can save a lot on Uncle Geng's surgery fees!" Chen Zhiyuan felt like he was becoming a master liar these past few days, fabricating stories for no reason at all.

  "Oh, that's also true, but you can't come to bother Secretary Song either, he's so busy. You're really not careful with your actions, later on you'll have to thank Secretary Song and Director Ren properly, got it?" Chen Yajun was worried about bothering such a high-ranking official as Song Weiqing.

  "Dad, don't worry, I'll definitely do it. When the time comes and our restaurant opens, we'll invite Secretary Song and Director Ren to try some dishes. I'll prepare some medicinal wine for them, and they'll be sure to be satisfied!" Chen Zhiyuan said this while looking at Song Muqing with a smile, his black eyes gleaming mischievously as he pulled him aside and whispered: "My dad doesn't know about my surgery, don't spill the beans. By the way, what did Director Ren ask you to bring? And will your dad's influence be enough for me to get special treatment at this hospital?"

  Song Muqing smiled and patted her chest, glanced at Chen Yajun beside her, and said in a low voice: "Why are you afraid of your dad knowing that you're going to have surgery?"

  "Isn't this nonsense? It's ridiculous that Dad would believe I'd have surgery!" Chen Zhīyuǎn rolled his eyes.

  Song Wei Qing lightly bit her finger, which was as slender as a green onion, and nodded: "This is also true, but how did my dad believe you? What did you two say in the study that day?"

  That day, Chen Zhiyuan not only discussed with Song Weiqing how to deal with Zuo Mingshan's matter today, but also showed off his medical skills to Song Weiqing. The object of this display was actually Song Weiqing himself. In fact, Song Weiqing didn't have any major problems, just some insomnia, combined with kidney deficiency and prostatic hyperplasia, two common ailments for someone of his age. Chen Zhiyuan first used acupuncture on him, then prescribed some herbal medicine, instructing him to take it on schedule. The next day, Song Weiqing called to say that it was very effective, which finally made him thoroughly believe in Chen Zhiyuan's medical skills. Now, Song Muqing asked about it, and this insomnia was easy to explain, but if he were to mention the kidney deficiency and prostatic hyperplasia, those male problems, Song Weiqing would definitely lose face. He could only laugh it off: "I just treated your dad for insomnia, haven't you noticed that his sleep and spirits have improved a lot recently?"

  Song Muqing bit her finger and thought for a moment, "Yes, my dad's insomnia is an old problem. Every day he gets up looking listless with two big black eye circles. These past few days his spirit has indeed been much better than before, and he's also eating more than usual!"

  Chen Zhiyuan felt helpless, his old father was still waiting for him over there, this girl interrupted and made him forget about Director Ren bringing things for him, as well as the surgery. He hastily asked: "Quickly tell me what did Director Ren send you to bring? And do you have such a big face to let the hospital agree to my surgery?"

  Song Muqing smiled and said, "You'll know what's being sent over in a bit. As for your surgery, my dad will have his secretary come over later. I also know the hospital director, so don't worry about it!"

  You little yellow-haired girl, I'm not reassured about you at all. Later, I'll have to call Song Weiqing again to finalize this matter. This operation can't be entrusted to others. Chen Zhiyuan furrowed his brow and said, "Alright, come with me upstairs first, and later I'll give your dad a call!"

  Song Muqing knew that Chen Zhiyuan didn't believe she could do this, and felt a bit resentful in her heart. She snorted softly and strode forward with her long legs.

  Three people soon arrived at the ward, Chen Yajun saw Zhao Yulan's worried expression and first put aside his own worries to comfort her. Chen Zhiyuan pulled Geng Ming outside and asked: "Is everything done?"

  Geng Ming nodded, took out a digital camera and recorder from his bag and handed them to Chen Zhiyuan, then put a dozen papers in his hand: "The digital camera has those medical records. I'm afraid the things inside are not clear, so I found a print shop to enlarge and print them out. The recorder contains all the conversations between Zuo Mingshan and me over the past few days!"

  Chen Zhiyuan put away these three things and said: "Has the expert's fee been paid?"

  "Just gave it to him, what's wrong with my dad, Zhiyuan?" Geng Ming asked with a worried face.

  "Hey, don't worry, I've got Uncle Geng's illness covered, he'll definitely get better. You wait here for me!" Chen Zhiyuan said with a pat on his shoulder. After that, Chen Zhiyuan went in and called Song Muqing over: "You go find the hospital director right now and have him come to the neurosurgery department's office immediately!"

  Watching Song Mu Qing's figure walk far away, Chen Zhi Yuan pulled Geng Ming along: "Come on, let's go find that bastard Zuo Ming Shan!"

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