Last time he was hospitalized in the ICU, Han Guangyun escaped death. Although it was considered to save his life, Director Li of the emergency department still came to the door to explain for a long time, and finally said that it was suggested by Mr. Wu.

This expression of indifference was also put forward by Mr. Wu. Even if he didn't see Han Guangyun, he asked a crucial word - whether it was bland or indifferent.

This can be regarded as a life-saving grace, whether it is Director Li or Wu Mian. Although Han Guangyun didn't want to think so, he couldn't deny that it was true.

One thing to say, Han Guangyun's cognition on this point is still relatively fair, one thing is one thing, and it cannot be confused.

Wu Mian saved his life, and he always has to say thank you.

Although he was very unhappy, Han Guangyun still suppressed his irritability and asked the junior staff to approve the application for neurology.

Watching Song Yabin happily go out and go away, Han Guangyun infinitely despised these clinical doctors in his heart.

With this emotional intelligence and a brain that can't see the height of the eyebrows and eyes, it is easy to be beaten to death in society. It is said that people who are engaged in technology have problems with their brains, Han Guangyun used to think that it was a false rumor, but now he gradually believes that it is true.

People who are engaged in technology are like this, and Han Guangyun finally gave himself an explanation.

But what about Wu Mian? Thinking of the smile on the face of that tall, sunny young man, Han Guangyun couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Half an hour later, Han Guangyun received a call from Song Yabin, saying that the film had been filmed and that Mr. Wu would be there soon.

After hanging up the phone, Han Guangyun sat silently, and really sorted out his mood for a long time, and then persuaded himself to stand up calmly and go to the neurology department.

Walking out of the organ building, he saw the fat figure of Matthew De standing outside the inpatient department from a distance, and Han Guangyun's psychological construction that he had just done almost completely collapsed.

It's humiliation!

Under his strong suppression, more than two months have passed, and the first thing that these bullshit directors of the clinic think of is Matthew.

Director Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology, Director Fang of the Department of Thoracic Surgery, Director Li of the Emergency Department, and Director Song of the Department of Neurology are like this!

Can't you just call yourself and ask someone to come to you for a consultation through the hospital?! Pick up your mobile phone and call Matthew, what is so good about this ball-like "former" medical director!

Han Guangyun sneered while stubbornly walking over.

"Han, long time no see. With a smile on his face, Matthew "rolled" in front of Han Guangyun like a ball, stretched out his hand, and was full of enthusiasm.

"Hello Mayuan, hello, I'm sorry for your trouble again. Let's just say that you have to go home often, and we are really panicked if you don't come back. Han Guangyun shook hands with Ma Xiude, held back the nausea that kept coming from his throat and eyes, and said politely.

"Look at what you said, polite, polite. Matthew said.

Matthew didn't explain the intention, this kind of thing is in the end no matter what, and it can't be explained at all.

So he simply didn't mention it, pretending not to do it.

"Han, the hospital management is getting more and more decent. Ma Xiude glanced into the distance, didn't see Wu Mian's brown car, and said with a smile, "There are no extra beds in the corridor, I heard that the bed turnover rate has increased by 0.5 percentage points, and the drug ratio has been reduced by 1.2 percentage points, amazing, amazing!"

After all, Ma Xiude is the old medical director, and what Han Guangyun has done, he can understand it at a glance. After saying two sentences, they all pointed to Han Guangyun's itch, which is the highlight of recent work.

"At that time, it was difficult for me to suppress even a little bit, but you did a good job. ”

Han Guangyun said with a smile, "Ma Yuan, you see what you said, it's not your foundation that is good. ”

The two of them were hypocritically polite, and their eyes were looking into the distance from time to time, looking for the figure of the brown Skoda.

This point is the peak period, the courtyard of the second courtyard is full of cars, the traffic jam is terrible, and Matthew even wants to repair a traffic light when he is there.

Fixing traffic lights is.

This is the city center, and the courtyard area planned decades ago was large enough at the time, who would have thought that it would now become a cramped and cramped place. In the face of the crowd, there is no way at all, unless it is to move to develop a new area.

This kind of thing can only be thought about, and it doesn't even count what Dean Li Haihua said.

In the distance, several black cars slowly drove in, and the sun of late autumn and early winter shone on the body, shining like jewels.

"Han, the development of the hospital is getting better and better. Matthew saw those cars from a distance and said with emotion, "Rolls-Royce Phantom, I'm afraid that one is not nearly 10 million." This kind of patient usually can't be retained in our second hospital, and everyone goes to the imperial capital to see a doctor. Even the imperial capital can't be retained, and they are basically treated overseas. Even if it's a physical examination, people don't believe in our country, and most of them go to Mayo. ”

Han Guangyun was a little proud, it seemed that his work was quite in place.

Those Rolls-Royce Phantoms came at a really good time, and they were high-end and high-grade at a glance, and they really raised their faces.

"Hehe, it's all the clinical directors who did a good job. Han Guangyun said with a smile, "Anyway, there are not many phantoms in our provincial city, why did 5 come at once." ”

"Who knows, why hasn't Mr. Wu come yet. Matthew took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, saying that Mr. Wu should arrive.

Han Guangyun was more interested in those phantoms.

One is several million large, and it has landed nearly 10 million, and five of them are driven at once, and the taxis around them are hiding far away, for fear that one will accidentally bump into it.

Even if the responsibility is opened, the taxis are sold and it is not enough to spray paint people, and the taxi drivers are professional, and their eyes are bright.

Who came to the Second Hospital to see a doctor? Or to see a patient? Why didn't he know? A series of questions appeared in Han Guangyun's mind.

Seeing the convoy of luxury cars slowly coming, Han Guangyun watched intently. Suddenly, he noticed that the cars had two license plates, one yellow on the top and a white one on the bottom.

Belch......

Where did this car come from?

When he got a little closer, Han Guangyun saw that the yellow plug license plate on it said HK1-HK****.

Xiangjiang's car!

Han Guangyun vaguely heard that the earliest registration number issued by Hong Kong did not have letters, from 1 to 9999, and then the prefix "HK".

The white sign below hangs the mark of Yue Z, and a series of 8888 behind it, which is dazzling.

It is impossible for the wealthy people of Xiangjiang to come to the provincial capital to see a doctor! Han Guangyun immediately swept away the unrealistic ideas in his mind.

On the other side of the house, there is St. Mary's Hospital, Sanatorium & Hospital, and ...... There are a lot of world-famous hospitals. Even if you have any illness, you won't come to Montenegro, right......

Wait a minute.

Han Guangyun suddenly remembered someone.

Could it be......

As soon as the thought came to mind, the motorcade stopped in front of it, and the white-gloved driver got down and respectfully pulled the door.

really

The familiar, tall, sunny, handsome young man walked down.

"Hello Han. Wu Mian said with a smile.