"Don't worry about it." Xiang Yi lightly put his elbow on the table, rubbing his temples and eyebrows with his thumb.

My head hurts at first, but her troubles make my head hurt even more.

How old he is, do they need to worry about a relationship?

That's enough.

At this moment, suddenly a young nurse rushed in from outside the door and said to Xiang Yi in a hurry, "Doctor Xiang, someone went to the dean's office to make trouble."

"Who is so presumptuous?"

Before Lu Shujun's words came to an end, he had already walked outside the door.

Her posture seemed to say: I want to see who is so bold and dare to go to their old office to make trouble.

Xiang Yiqing also quickly followed.

...

"That's how your hospital treats patients and their families?"

Xin Hailong led Zhong Qingyang and Zhong Mu, and a group of people rushed into the dean's office.

Dean Xiang just went to work. Facing the sudden group of people and censures, he looked dumbfounded and looked at Xin Hailong and asked, "Mr., can you tell me something specifically?"

"My son-in-law is here to see a doctor." Xin Hailong pointed to Zhong Qingyang who was sitting in the wheelchair, and stared at Dean Xiang angrily: "You obviously have a VIP ward, so you don't want to arrange it. You clearly agreed to stay in the ten-day hospital. Now we are suddenly discharged from the hospital, and we have to vacate our beds before ten o'clock. Is this how your hospital treats patients?"

Are there VIP wards not to give? Still rushing the patient out of the hospital?

Dean Xiang frowned, looked at the medical staff who followed Xin Hailong and the others, and asked, "Whose arrangement is this?"

A little nurse stammered back: "Yes... it's Doctor Xiang."

Hearing this, Xin Hailong said coldly: "The surname is Xiang, that's your family. Did my son-in-law pay no money for medical treatment or something? Your hospital is so stubborn.

He was furious, "Today we must arrange a VIP ward for us. Isn't your hospital just black money? I have money."

As he said, he winked at the secretary beside him. The secretary took out a few thick stacks of RMB from the black briefcase and put them on the dean's desk.

The nurses and doctors present had their jaws dropped in shock.

Is this taking money to humiliate their dean?

Does their dean look like someone short of money?

Looking at the stacks of money, before Dean Xiang showed his attitude, a cold drink suddenly came from outside the door, "Where is the nouveau riche, so wealthy."

Everyone looked at the door, Lu Shujun stepped in high heels and entered the door aggressively.

She glared at everyone, her aura burst out.

"Shujun."

Knowing his wife's temper, Dean Xiang hurriedly greeted her and took the hand of the rate data.

I'm afraid she will make trouble.

However, Lu Shujun ignored him, threw his hand away, walked in front of Xin Hailong, looked at him with contempt in his eyes, and then coldly mocked: "Look at your big five and three rough, it's gone shit. Did you win the lottery ticket, or accidentally dig into a gold mine?"

Anyway, it is the kind of nouveau riche without quality.

Xin Hailong frowned and looked at Lu Shujun, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you again?"

"I'm the wife of Fengming Hospital." Lu Shujun raised her chin proudly, as if she was superior.

As she said she turned around, grabbed the money that Secretary Xin Hailong had placed on Dean Xiang’s desk just now, and slammed Xin Hailong’s chest fiercely, "Take your stinky money, get out, our hospital just won’t wait to see you. Son-in-law, the patient whom my son can't understand, just won't accept it."