Director Zhou glanced at Ms. Zhang who was kowtowing indifferently, and said coldly: "Ms. Zhang, I told you to either upgrade to the IP ward, or to queue up peacefully. If you really don't want to wait, then I can only advise you to take it with you.

Your son has been transferred to another hospital."

Lin Zifeng was also a little angry. Director Zhou was a doctor after all, and he should normally perform surgery on Ms. Zhang's son.

But now that I don’t want to do the surgery, I still want the other party to upgrade to an IP ward. This is obviously because I feel that the red envelope given by Ms. Zhang is too small.

In fact, if Ms. Zhang gave a red envelope and Director Zhou accepted it for surgery, Lin Zifeng would not say anything.

But this kind of doctor who forcefully wants to steal money and doesn't care about the life or death of his patients is indeed going too far.

"Director Zhou, you..." Mu Qingyu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Director Zhou just as she spoke.

"Doctor Mu, what are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, go down first. I know how to handle my affairs myself. If you want to meddle in other people's business, then you can do this surgery."

Director Zhou sneered again and again. He was the leader of the orthopedics department in the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. If he didn’t do surgery, it would be in vain for others to do surgery. .??.

Mu Qingyu then remembered that she came to Director Zhou to buy setting sun flowers. This offended Director Zhou, and she might be tripped up again.

Just when Mu Qingyu was about to say something soft, Lin Zifeng behind her took the lead and said: "Ms. Zhang, if you believe me, I will treat your son's disease for free!"

Director Zhou looked at Lin Zifeng upon hearing this, and Ms. Zhang also looked at Lin Zifeng hurriedly.

Before Ms. Zhang could speak, Director Zhou shouted in a cold voice: "Boy, who are you? What nonsense are you talking about here? Have you got your medical school diploma? You are just talking nonsense here!"

"You don't need to judge whether I'm speaking out wildly. A person like you who has no morals or medical ethics can't

Not qualified to judge.”

Lin Zifeng also did not look good on Director Zhou. It was against the rules for a doctor to receive red envelopes from family members.

Director Zhou actually wanted more, without caring about the patient's life or death. He was completely corrupting medical ethics.

Director Zhou looked gloomy and said coldly: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to point fingers here? It's not your turn to say what I, Zhou Zhishan, do."

Lin Zifeng shook his head, ignored the clamoring Zhou Zhishan, and said to Ms. Zhang: "Take me to see your son, maybe I can cure it."

Ms. Zhang was overjoyed and did not dare to neglect. She stood up quickly and said, "Okay, okay, come with me. My son is in the ward downstairs."

Zhou Zhishan was even more furious when he saw this. He planned to squeeze Ms. Zhang. As long as she was transferred to the IP ward, he would be able to earn an extra 60,000 yuan.

In Zhou Zhishan's view, Ms. Zhang is his "fat sheep" and Lin Zifeng is robbing him of his prey.

"You brat, who are you? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? You dare to brazenly talk about treating diseases here. If people are cured, I will see what you will do!"

Zhou Zhishan shouted angrily: "In Anjiang City, there are few people who dare to say that they are better than me in orthopedics. Not to mention a fool like you, even the directors of orthopedics from other big hospitals dare not say that they can cure the disease."

Good boy."

Lin Zifeng suddenly turned around and sneered: "So you are not sure that you can cure Ms. Zhang's son. Just like that, you still have the nerve to let Ms. Zhang be transferred to the IP ward."

Mu Qingyu was a little angry when she heard this, "Director Zhou, why are you so excessive? Upgrading the IP ward requires 100,000 yuan, and you are not sure. How can you do such a thing? Isn't this a waste of money for patients?"

Ms. Zhang covered her face and wept, feeling uncomfortable. However, she was soft-spoken and did not dare to offend anyone casually, so she could only cry continuously. Director Zhou glanced at Ms. Zhang who was kowtowing indifferently, and said coldly: "Ms. Zhang,

I said, either you can upgrade to the IP ward, or you can wait in line without any worries. If you really don’t want to wait, then I can only advise you to take your son and transfer him to another hospital."

Lin Zifeng was also a little angry. Director Zhou was a doctor after all, and he should normally perform surgery on Ms. Zhang's son.

But now that I don’t want to do the surgery, I still want the other party to upgrade to an IP ward. This is obviously because I feel that the red envelope given by Ms. Zhang is too small.

In fact, if Ms. Zhang gave a red envelope and Director Zhou accepted it for surgery, Lin Zifeng would not say anything.

But this kind of doctor who forcefully wants to steal money and doesn't care about the life or death of his patients is indeed going too far.

"Director Zhou, you..." Mu Qingyu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Director Zhou just as she spoke.

"Doctor Mu, what are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, go down first. I know how to handle my affairs myself. If you want to meddle in other people's business, then you can do this surgery."

Director Zhou sneered again and again. He was the leader of the orthopedics department in the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. If he didn't do surgery, it would be in vain for others to do surgery.

Mu Qingyu then remembered that she came to Director Zhou to buy setting sun flowers. This offended Director Zhou, and she might be tripped up again.

Just when Mu Qingyu was about to say something soft, Lin Zifeng behind her took the lead and said: "Ms. Zhang, if you believe me, I will treat your son's disease for free!"

Director Zhou looked at Lin Zifeng upon hearing this, and Ms. Zhang also looked at Lin Zifeng hurriedly.

Before Ms. Zhang could speak, Director Zhou shouted in a cold voice: "Boy, who are you? What nonsense are you talking about here? Have you got your medical school diploma? You are just talking nonsense here!"

"You don't need to judge whether I'm speaking out wildly. A person like you who has no morals or medical ethics can't

Not qualified to judge.”

Lin Zifeng also did not look good on Director Zhou. It was against the rules for a doctor to receive red envelopes from family members.

Director Zhou actually wanted more, without caring about the patient's life or death. He was completely corrupting medical ethics.

Director Zhou looked gloomy and said coldly: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to point fingers here? It's not your turn to say what I, Zhou Zhishan, do."

Lin Zifeng shook his head, ignored the clamoring Zhou Zhishan, and said to Ms. Zhang: "Take me to see your son, maybe I can cure it."

Ms. Zhang was overjoyed and did not dare to neglect. She stood up quickly and said, "Okay, okay, come with me. My son is in the ward downstairs."

Zhou Zhishan was even more furious when he saw this. He planned to squeeze Ms. Zhang. As long as she was transferred to the IP ward, he would be able to earn an extra 60,000 yuan.

In Zhou Zhishan's view, Ms. Zhang is his "fat sheep" and Lin Zifeng is robbing him of his prey.

"You brat, who are you? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? You dare to brazenly talk about treating diseases here. If people are cured, I will see what you will do!"

Zhou Zhishan shouted angrily: "In Anjiang City, there are few people who dare to say that they are better than me in orthopedics. Not to mention a fool like you, even the directors of orthopedics from other big hospitals dare not say that they can cure the disease."

Good boy."

Lin Zifeng suddenly turned around and sneered: "So you are not sure that you can cure Ms. Zhang's son. Just like that, you still have the nerve to let Ms. Zhang be transferred to the IP ward."

Mu Qingyu was a little angry when she heard this, "Director Zhou, why are you so excessive? Upgrading the IP ward requires 100,000 yuan, and you are not sure. How can you do such a thing? Isn't this a waste of money for patients?"
Chapter completed!