Chapter 155: I Need Her Help for a Favor

The Qian family suddenly said that they would not be cremated, but this did not kill the doctor urgently.

Funerals are the responsibility of the civil administration, and are neither directly under the responsibility of the police nor the hospital.

However, people will find a hospital!

"No, the body must be cremated!" said the doctor eagerly.

"You have to explain, why did the person from the Beishan funeral home say that they got the news yesterday that our old man is no good?" asked Qian Cheng, grabbing the doctor's collar.

"Oh, the hospital is not an impermeable wall, and it is possible that their people happened to hear it when we notified you of the critical illness!" At this moment, another doctor walked out, this doctor had changed into civilian clothes, and seemed to be preparing to go home from work.

Calculate the time, going home at this point is already considered overtime.

"We weren't notified of our critical illness at all!" Mr. Qian said.

Not only did Qian Ze not know that the old man was dying, but no one in the Qian family knew when the hospital issued a new critical illness notice, and they knew that the old man might not be able to die, how could they not accompany the old man through the last layer in the hospital.

The doctor in civilian clothes was about to leave, and then turned around, stunned, and asked, "You didn't receive a critical illness notice?"

"Didn't receive it!" Qian Ze and Qian Feng both said affirmatively.

"Impossible, I signed it myself! Where did the critical illness notice go?" the doctor was also a little puzzled.

Qian Cheng and Yun Xinyue are undoubtedly the two most heart-wrenching couples.

They obviously had the opportunity, but they didn't give the old man his last ride in the hospital.

"Doctor Zhang, you go home first, your wife and children are still waiting for you to eat, just leave it to me here." The doctor said suddenly.

Dr. Zhang nodded, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and walked back.

"Qian Jiuming, this patient, I really issued a critical illness notice! Dr. Wang, I remember that you helped me take me out of the office after signing the critical illness notice, right?" asked Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Wang was stunned: "Is there one?"

"You happened to be in my office at the time, didn't you help me take it out?" Dr. Zhang said.

"Oh, oh, oh! As if he had just remembered, Dr. Wang looked at the angry Qian family, his eyes wandering.

He's preparing to lie!

"I was out on business, so I handed the notice to the trainee nurse Xiaoyu, I'll call them later. Dr. Wang replied.

Ahem!

Dr. Zhang looked at Dr. Wang and coughed twice.

Don't make a fuss, you dare to wait a while to call.

Don't look at how angry this group of people are, don't say that now that the police have just left, even if they don't leave, they dare to beat you believe it or not.

"Then I'll ......" Dr. Wang took out his mobile phone and looked like he was going to make a call.

Just as he was about to make a call, Dr. Wang put down his phone again and said, "Then why don't you contact Beishan Funeral Home." ”

"Call!" Qian Ze said coldly.

The Qian family has not been bullied like this for many years.

Dr. Wang picked up his mobile phone again and flipped through the address book, and finally found the nurse named Xiaoyu, glanced at everyone, and then reluctantly dialed the phone.

"Dr. Wang. The voice of the trainee nurse on the other end of the phone, Xiao Yu, sounded very young, and her voice trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of Dr. Wang's appearance.

"Xiaoyu, did you not give the critical illness notice I handed over to you yesterday to the patient's family?" asked Dr. Wang.

Xiao Yu's voice was full of doubts: "What critical illness notice?"

"It's the one I took out of Dr. Zhang's room. Dr. Wang said.

"You didn't give me anything yesterday. Nurse Xiaoyu said.

"How could it be, I gave it to you when I came out of Dr. Zhang's ward, and now that the patient has passed away, the family says that they have not received a critical illness notice. The more Dr. Wang spoke, the calmer he became, as if he had already determined that it was the trainee nurse Xiaoyu who had caused a problem with the critical illness notice.

"Doctor Wang, I really don't!" Xiaoyu was about to cry.

Dr. Wang's eyes flashed with smugness, and he looked up, only to find Dr. Zhang staring at him with idiotic eyes.

"Let's do it first. Dr. Wang hung up.

Doctor Wang looked at the Qian family: "Everyone, you first send Mr. Qian's body to the funeral home, if you have any comments about the Nanshan Funeral Home, I can help you contact the people of the Beishan Funeral Home." ”

At this time, one of the young people from the Nanshan funeral home was lighting a cigarette, and when he saw that Dr. Wang actually recommended Luo Tian and them to contact the Beishan funeral home, he was so angry that he threw all the cigarettes on the ground.

"Surnamed Wang, don't think that we don't know what you have to do with the Beishan Funeral Parlor! If they don't cremate, you will be the one who is the obstruction!" the young man said coldly.

The scene suddenly became strange.

It was as if the people present were divided into four camps.

On one side are two young people from the funeral home, worried that they will take the blame because of the red envelope before, and want to dump the pot on Dr. Wang.

On one side is the Qian family, who not only wants to beat the people in the funeral home, but also wants to hammer Dr. Wang.

Although Dr. Wang and Dr. Zhang were both doctors in the hospital, they obviously did not stand on the same front, and they both looked at each other with strange eyes.

Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Dr. Wang's cell phone rang.

Dr. Wang glanced at his mobile phone and hurriedly took a few steps to the side: "Dean!"

On the other end of the phone was the director of the hospital, and the director's voice couldn't hear joy or anger, and even the tone was a little like a smile: "My niece Xiaoyu just called me crying, what did you say she lost a critical illness notice?"

"Huh, she's your niece?" This time it was Dr. Wang's turn to cry in a hurry, so he found a temporary worker to find the dean's niece, I was too unlucky!

She didn't mention that the dean was her uncle!

Dr. Wang looked back at Dr. Zhang, he finally understood what was going on in Dr. Zhang's eyes just now, and he didn't know the little girl.

"Dean, maybe I'm mistaken!" Dr. Wang quickly changed his words.

"You've been in the hospital for so many years, and this kind of thing is the first time this kind of thing has happened, take care of it, otherwise I'll wait until I come back from a business trip tomorrow to solve it myself." The dean's tone changed and he said coldly.

While Dr. Wang was answering the phone, Luo Tian also received a call from Secretary Xiao.

"How's that?" Luo Tian asked.

"I found out that the two funeral parlors are the same boss behind them, and in fact, the funeral in Guangyang City is completely monopolized. Secretary Xiao replied.

"Got it. Hanging up the phone, Luo Tian whispered to the others that the two funeral homes were the same boss.

This can explain why even the two people in charge of transporting the body dare to be so arrogant, don't look at the two families almost fought before, in fact, it was just for the bonus. Once it's decided which funeral home is in charge, the other won't interfere anymore.

After Dr. Wang hung up the phone, he looked at the Qian family: "Everyone, I know that you are in a bad mood, and there are mistakes in the work of our hospital. I hope you can let Mr. Qian rest in peace and send him to the funeral home first. ”

"No!" Qian Cheng shook his head, he turned his head to look at Qian Ze: "Big brother, contact the civil affairs department and apply to send my father to the next city for cremation!"

The two men at the funeral home turned pale.

You can't really make such a start!

Luo Tian was faintly worried.

The Qian family, after the old man Qian left, I'm afraid ......

Someone from the civil affairs side soon came, but after learning about the situation, they did not agree to sign the application, because there were already two funeral parlors in Guangyang City, and Mr. Qian was originally from Guangyang City and died in the hospital in Guangyang City, which did not meet the requirements for cross-district cremation.

"Don't bother!" said the young man at the funeral parlor triumphantly.

"Long Qi. Seeing this, Luo Tian knew that the matter would definitely not be solved today, so he dialed Long Qi's phone.

Long Qi's side connected the phone almost instantly: "Here, what does Brother Tian have to say." ”

"Help me find someone, Cao Lu, you know her. Luo Tian said.

"You know, is it the Internet celebrity who said that his ambition is to be an actor? But it's not too beautiful, and it's barely good with makeup. Long Qi said.

"Help me contact her, I have a favor that needs her help, and it's good for her. I can make her popular again!" Luo Tian wanted to take advantage of Cao Lu's existing traffic.