Zhang Ping laughed angrily, he originally suspected that Liu Qiao did not tell the truth.

Liu Wenhong didn't explain the reason, but confirmed his conjecture.

The operation is delayed, and there must be something else to hide!

Zhang Ping took a deep breath and said coldly: "Let me ask again, why is the operation delayed?"

Liu Wenhong couldn't stand it anymore and slapped the table and stood up.

"What are you, give me a chance, your mother's life is in the hands of Lao Tzu, believe it or not, no one in the hospitals in the entire Beihai City wants your mother?"

"If you want to be cured, just wait for me honestly!"

Zhang Ping was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he directly took out his mobile phone and dialed it to Uncle Li.

"Little Master, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Ping said coldly: "Now, let the president of Beihai Hospital come to Liu Wenhong's office to find me!"

Uncle Li said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll arrange it immediately!"

Then, Zhang Ping hung up the phone.

During the call just now, Liu Wenhong listened really well.

What is calling the dean to come over, it is nothing more than making a random phone call and bluffing!

Thinking of this, Liu Wenhong sneered and said contemptuously: "Boy, do you know what the director of our hospital is? Stomping your feet, the whole Beihai City will tremble, you shouldn't have woken up?"

"I might as well tell you, your mother's surgery could have been done, but you are unlucky, there is a new patient today, with the same disease as your mother, but she is the mother of the CEO of Taitong Group. ”

"If you want to blame, blame you for being poor, no identity and no status!"

After speaking, he self-righteously lit a cigarette, "Even if our dean comes, he will only make the same choice as me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry voice came through the door.

"Shut up!"

Liu Wenhong raised his eyes and saw that an old man wearing a white coat and white hair rushed in angrily.

"Academy, dean?" Liu Wenhong's voice was a little distorted, "Why are you here?"

The dean's face was full of frost: "If I don't come again, the good reputation of the hospital that has been inherited for hundreds of years will be ruined by you!"

Liu Wenhong laughed dryly a few times, his face purple.

Immediately, the dean looked at Zhang Ping: "This is Zhang Gongzi, right?

He bowed to Zhang Pingshen.

"I've been notified that you can make a request, any request will do!"

Zhang Ping said calmly: "My mother's surgery, arrange it for me first." ”

The dean nodded and said, "Okay, I will immediately arrange for all the experts in the hospital to consult overnight, and I can go to surgery tomorrow." ”

Zhang Ping smiled with satisfaction and pointed to Liu Wenhong: "Also, I think he is a little reluctant as a doctor, and the cleaner in the hospital is more suitable for him." ”

"What Zhang Gongzi said is that this kind of person really shouldn't be a doctor. ”

Then, he looked at Liu Wenhong indifferently, and said without a trace of emotion: "Tomorrow, you go to work in the logistics department." ”

One sentence decided his fate.

From the attending doctor who is in charge of the life and death of the patient, to the ordinary cleaner, it only happens in an instant.

Boom!

Liu Wenhong's legs were weak and he involuntarily knelt on the ground.

After a while, he red-eyed and said unwillingly: "Dean, I am also for the hospital, what is the identity of the president of Taitong Group, how can this kid compare!"

"Taitong Group?" the dean sneered: "It's really a frog at the bottom of the well, not to mention Taitong Group, even in the entire Beihai, no one can compare with Mr. Zhang!"

"You, that's ridiculous!"

The dean's words were sonorous, like a sharp knife, and they were fiercely inserted into Liu Wenhong's heart.

After the remorse, Liu Wenhong said with a dead face: "Yuan, dean, I was wrong!"

Bang!

Liu Wenhong slammed on the ground, raised his head, and said with tears in his eyes: "Please give me another chance, please!"

The dean shook his head and sneered: "You still don't understand this one? It is Zhang Gongzi who decides your life and death!"

Liu Wenhong looked at Zhang Ping expectantly and pleaded: "Zhang Gongzi, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong!"

Zhang Ping had no expression on his face.

From the moment Liu Wenhong canceled his mother's operation, he had no chance.

Zhang Ping has been lonely since he was a child, and it was Liu Qiaohan who pulled him up.

Over the years, how difficult it has been for Liu Qiao, only Zhang Ping knows best!

"Wrong?"

Zhang Ping sneered: "When you are embarrassed by the patient, when you tend to be inflammatory, why don't you know that you are wrong?"

"The cleaner is a good fit for you, do a good job!"

Seeing this, Liu Wenhong's heart was like ashes.

He didn't have the guts, let alone the qualifications to bargain with Zhang Ping.

"My mother's surgery, please. Zhang Ping whispered to the dean and left the office.

Before he could return to the room, he heard a shrill shout.

"Come on, come on, robbed!"

Zhang Ping looked sideways slightly, and saw that in the corridor not far away, a woman in a skirt was staggering and running, and in the direction of her finger, a man wearing a black windbreaker and a black scarf covering his face ran hard.

There were many patients and family members in the corridor, and although they wanted to help, they could only pretend not to hear the knives in the hands of the gangsters.

Zhang Ping took a deep breath and observed the location of the gangster with his peripheral vision.

After a few seconds, the gangster was getting closer and closer to him, and Zhang Ping could even feel the gangster's heavy breathing.

At the last moment, Zhang Ping stretched out his foot.

Boom!

The gangster was caught off guard, tripped and fell to the ground, and the whole person flew several meters sideways.

Zhang Ping dodged and ran over and pressed the gangster under him.

After a while, the woman arrived with the security guard, and he let go of his already sore hand.

"Thank you so much," the woman panted.

Zhang Ping rubbed his arm, raised his head, and was stunned in place.

The woman is wearing a tight black skirt, her facial features are delicate and feminine, and her figure is fully displayed by the concave and convex outlined by the long skirt.

Seeing Zhang Ping's sluggish appearance, the woman also seemed to realize something.

Qiao blushed and said nervously: "You, what are you looking at." ”

Zhang Ping came back to his senses and coughed lightly: "No, it's nothing." ”

In all fairness, the woman in front of him is the most perfect Zhang Ping has seen in more than 20 years.

Whether it is figure, appearance, or temperament, it is the top.

"Thanks to you, I have something very important in my bag, and I don't know what to do if I lose it. The woman said gratefully.

Zhang Ping smiled and said, "I'm just handy." ”

At this moment, a middle-aged woman holding a child came from behind.

"Tang Xinzhu, you still have to be shameless, seduce men in broad daylight!"

As soon as the middle-aged woman came over, she hurt people.

The woman's eyes trembled slightly, and she quickly explained: "Mom, the bag was snatched away just now, and it was this little brother who helped me subdue the gangsters, not what you think." ”

The middle-aged woman eased up a little, squinted at Zhang Ping, and said contemptuously: "Give him two thousand yuan to finish, hurry up and go back with me!"

The woman smiled bitterly, took out her wallet and grabbed it casually, and before Zhang Ping could react, she stuffed it into his hand.

Looking at the disappeared backs of the two, Zhang Ping shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be something else mixed in with the money in his hand.

Spread out your palms, in addition to some banknotes, there is also a business card with a faint fragrance.

It reads:

"Ping An Group Department Manager, Tang Xinzhu. ”