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Chapter 278 Cold-blooded doctor!

"The price is easy to negotiate." Lin Zifeng waved his hand indifferently. If he can buy the setting sun flower, it doesn't matter if he spends a little more.

"Okay, let me ask you a question."

Mu Qingyu took Lin Zifeng to an office, where there was a gentle doctor wearing glasses.

When he saw Mu Qingyu come in, his eyes lit up, "Are you Dr. Mu from a hospital?"

"Yes, Doctor Wang, this is my friend. He wants to buy some setting sun flowers. I wonder if our traditional Chinese medicine hospital sells setting sun flowers?"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Wang couldn't help but frowned and said: "There are indeed setting sun flowers, but the share of setting sun flowers is limited. Even with my authority, I cannot sell setting sun flowers privately."

"You may have to apply to Director Zhou, and you need his signature." Dr. Wang showed a look of embarrassment.

Mu Qingyu felt a little regretful, then said: "Okay then, I'll go find Director Zhou."

With that said, Mu Qingyu took Lin Zifeng to the seventh floor in the elevator and went straight to Director Zhou's office.

Director Zhou's office door was ajar, and Mu Qingyu was about to knock on the door when a woman's pleading voice came from inside.

"Director Zhou, my son's condition is very bad. Please see if you can perform surgery on my son first."

Mu Qingyu stopped knocking on the door, not wanting to disturb Director Zhou's discussion.

Immediately afterwards, Director Zhou's voice came from inside, "Ms. Zhang, you can't say that. I have to queue up for surgery. To be honest, there are two surgeries in front of your son."

The woman inside became even more anxious after hearing this. She took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to Director Zhou, saying, "Director Zhou, see if you can be accommodating."

"I understand everything. The two patients in front have been transferred to another hospital. According to the queue, they should be my son. Please ask Director Zhou to save my son."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou weighed the letter that Ms. Zhang handed him.

Feng said dissatisfiedly:

"The two patients in front of your son have indeed been transferred to another hospital, but who dares to say that they will not be transferred back? So, my time needs to be freed up, and I cannot just operate on other people."

Lin Zifeng heard this conversation outside the door and couldn't help but frown.

This week, the director was obviously trying to make things difficult for Ms. Zhang. All other patients had been transferred to other hospitals, and he actually used this as an excuse not to perform surgery.

Lin Zifeng's expression changed slightly, and Mu Qingyu was also very angry. She worked in the hospital and must have seen this kind of thing.

With this thought in her mind, Mu Qingyu pushed the door open and said, "Director Zhou, how could you do this? The other patients have been transferred to other hospitals. Can't we treat this lady's son first?"

Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment. Mu Qingyu looked soft and weak on the surface, but he didn't expect that he was so strong and willing to stand up for someone he didn't know.

Director Zhou's eyes lit up when he saw Mu Qingyu pushing in the door, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Doctor Mu, you can't say that. The hospital has hospital rules, and everything must be done in accordance with the hospital rules. If it doesn't work, then upgrade to the IP ward, then I will do the surgery immediately."

Mu Qingyu was furious when she heard this, "Director Zhou, there are no other patients now. Ms. Zhang's son is the one waiting in line for surgery."

Ms. Zhang was also extremely anxious. Upgrading to an IP ward would cost a full 100,000 yuan, but her son's surgery fees were all borrowed money.

The 20,000 yuan in the envelope was obtained by pledging her dowry, thinking that after giving it to Director Zhou, Director Zhou could help save her son.

"Director Zhou, please show mercy. My son is really dying. You saved my son. I will sing your praises and send you a banner. I will kneel down for you."

Ms. Zhang knelt down to Director Zhou as she spoke, with tears streaming down her face. She couldn't stop kowtowing to Director Zhou. "The price is easily negotiable." Lin Zifeng waved his hand indifferently.

If you can buy setting sun flowers, it doesn’t matter if you spend a little more money.

"Okay, let me ask you a question."

Mu Qingyu took Lin Zifeng to an office, where there was a gentle doctor wearing glasses.

When he saw Mu Qingyu come in, his eyes lit up, "Are you Dr. Mu from a hospital?"

"Yes, Doctor Wang, this is my friend. He wants to buy some setting sun flowers. I wonder if our traditional Chinese medicine hospital sells setting sun flowers?"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Wang couldn't help but frowned and said: "There are indeed setting sun flowers, but the share of setting sun flowers is limited. Even with my authority, I cannot sell setting sun flowers privately."

"You may have to apply to Director Zhou, and you need his signature." Dr. Wang showed a look of embarrassment.

Mu Qingyu felt a little regretful, then said: "Okay then, I'll go find Director Zhou."

With that said, Mu Qingyu took Lin Zifeng to the seventh floor in the elevator and went straight to Director Zhou's office.

Director Zhou's office door was ajar, and Mu Qingyu was about to knock on the door when a woman's pleading voice came from inside.

"Director Zhou, my son's condition is very bad. Please see if you can perform surgery on my son first."

Mu Qingyu stopped knocking on the door, not wanting to disturb Director Zhou's discussion.

Immediately afterwards, Director Zhou's voice came from inside, "Ms. Zhang, you can't say that. I have to queue up for surgery. To be honest, there are two surgeries in front of your son."

The woman inside became even more anxious after hearing this. She took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to Director Zhou, saying, "Director Zhou, see if you can be accommodating."

"I understand everything. The two patients in front have been transferred to another hospital. According to the queue, they should be my son. Please ask Director Zhou to save my son."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou weighed the letter that Ms. Zhang handed him.

Feng said dissatisfiedly:

"The two patients in front of your son have indeed been transferred to another hospital, but who dares to say that they will not be transferred back? So, my time needs to be freed up, and I cannot just operate on other people."

Lin Zifeng heard this conversation outside the door and couldn't help but frown.

This week, the director was obviously trying to make things difficult for Ms. Zhang. All other patients had been transferred to other hospitals, and he actually used this as an excuse not to perform surgery.

Lin Zifeng's expression changed slightly, and Mu Qingyu was also very angry. She worked in the hospital and must have seen this kind of thing.

With this thought in her mind, Mu Qingyu pushed the door open and said, "Director Zhou, how could you do this? The other patients have been transferred to other hospitals. Can't we treat this lady's son first?"

Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment. Mu Qingyu looked soft and weak on the surface, but he didn't expect that he was so strong and willing to stand up for someone he didn't know.

Director Zhou's eyes lit up when he saw Mu Qingyu pushing in the door, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Doctor Mu, you can't say that. The hospital has hospital rules, and everything must be done in accordance with the hospital rules. If it doesn't work, then upgrade to the IP ward, then I will do the surgery immediately."

Mu Qingyu was furious when she heard this, "Director Zhou, there are no other patients now. Ms. Zhang's son is the one waiting in line for surgery."

Ms. Zhang was also extremely anxious. Upgrading to an IP ward would cost a full 100,000 yuan, but her son's surgery fees were all borrowed money.

The 20,000 yuan in the envelope was obtained by pledging her dowry, thinking that after giving it to Director Zhou, Director Zhou could help save her son.

"Director Zhou, please show mercy. My son is really dying. You saved my son. I will sing your praises and send you a banner. I will kneel down for you."
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