Before arriving at the inpatient department, Zhou Wentao had already called a person named "Director Wang". When they waited in the manager's hall, they saw a middle-aged doctor wearing a white coat and glasses greet them: "Director Zhou, why did you come here in person?"

Zhou Wentao shook hands with the middle-aged doctor and said, "Director Wang, the patient's condition is urgent, and I want to be admitted for treatment as soon as possible!"

Director Wang said with a smile: "The things that Director Zhou has explained, even if it is inconvenient, I will do it for you!"

Then he waved to a female nurse on the medical guide platform and shouted, "Xiao Li, come here!"

The female nurse heard the shout and hurriedly ran over: "Director, is there something wrong with you?"

"There is a patient who needs to be admitted immediately, you take them to fill out the admission form first!"

The female nurse answered and led Zhou Qi to fill out the form on the medical guidance table.

"Zhou Bureau, you wait for a while, it won't take a few minutes to get it done!"

After Director Wang said a word, he personally took the form and entered the backstage of the admission service window.

While waiting, a group of people came from the elevator entrance, led by Professor Wu, who had met before.

Before Ling Zikai could say hello, Professor Wu had already spotted Ling Zikai and walked over with a smile: "Mr. Ling, I was still thinking about looking for you, but I didn't expect to meet you here." If you don't have time now, come and sit with me!"

"Professor Wu, I'm here to go through the hospitalization procedures!"

"Oh, does your friend need to be hospitalized? on what floor?, I'll talk to the people in the ward. ”

"The formalities haven't been completed yet, and I don't know which floor it is!"

Just as he was speaking, Director Wang walked out, frowning, as if things were not going well.

Zhou Wentao asked, "Director Wang, what's wrong?"

Director Wang pulled Zhou Wentao aside and asked in a low voice: "Bureau Zhou, when I went to go through the formalities just now, the people inside said that this patient is not sick and does not need to be hospitalized!"

Zhou Wentao was stunned for a moment and said, "Director Wang, what do you mean by this? This body is not sick, who wants to come to the hospital, you think this is a hotel!"

"Bureau Zhou, don't you understand what I mean?" Director Wang was a little anxious and said, "Have you offended anyone? No, there is a word from above, saying that we are not allowed to accept this patient." ”

"Who said this, you tell me, I'll go to him to ask for an explanation, why we are not allowed to be hospitalized!"

Zhou Wentao was a little angry, not only could he not complete the matter of agreeing to Ling Zikai's admission to the hospital, but also related to his face as the director of the public security bureau of the dignified city!

The voice of this statement was a bit loud, which alarmed the people around and looked at it one after another.

Director Wang hurriedly tugged at his shirt: "Bureau Zhou, be quiet, I heard that this came from the compound of Beifu, even if you go to find it, will people pay attention to you?"

Hearing the words "Beifu Compound", Zhou Wentao was really shocked.

The people who live there are all bigwigs in the province, and the director of the public security bureau of the city bureau is really nothing in the eyes of others, I'm afraid I can't even enter the door, let alone find someone to theorize.

Previously, Ling Zikai said that the people in the hospital wanted to drive them away, and Zhou Wentao thought it was just a matter of the hospital, but now it seems that the water here is deep. It's good to be fine, and I crashed into it headfirst for no apparent reason.

It is true that the secret service department is big, but the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and it is usually difficult to stretch his arms to the side of Baishan;

However, the Beifu compound is only separated from himself by this layer of Baishan City. There is a saying that the county official is not as good as the current management, and if he really offends any leader, he can pull a pigtail for himself at any time.

This fairy fights, and the little ghost suffers!

If you're not careful, you're likely to become that little ghost.

For a while, Zhou Wentao was a little hesitant.

Ling Zikai had already guessed that this hospitalization should not be done. This is also in his own expectations, otherwise he would not have asked Zhou Wentao to come forward to do this. Even the face of the public security chief is not good, it seems that the other party's energy is quite large.

"Zhou Ju, what's wrong?" Ling Zikai asked deliberately.

"Nothing, just, just-"

Zhou Wentao didn't know how to explain to Ling Zikai.

Director Wang had an idea and said, "That's the case, there are more patients coming to the inpatient department these days, and this bed is full, so I can't arrange it for a while!"

"Oh, is that so, it seems that your hospital's business is quite prosperous!" Ling Zikai said in a somewhat playful tone.

"Who did you listen to? There are more than 10,000 beds in our hospital, and we can't even arrange a seat?" Professor Wu asked with a strange look on his face.

Director Wang naturally knew Professor Wu, and in the entire hospital, Mr. Wu's status was higher than that of the dean, not only the honorary president, but also an expert of the Provincial Health Commission. Although he rarely appears in the hospital, he still knows a little about the situation in the hospital.

What he said just now might be able to fool Ling Zikai and them, but he would definitely not be able to fool them in front of Old Wu.

"Old Wu, maybe the people in the inpatient department made a mistake, or I'll ask again!"

Director Wang had no choice but to pretend to be confused, and just wanted to turn around and take a walk, but heard Professor Wu say: "Forget it, forget it! Isn't it just a hospital bed, where is there so much trouble?" I just came from the intensive care ward, and Chu Lao from room 2258 just happened to be discharged today, just arrange the patient there directly!"

Director Wang was a little dumbfounded when he heard the "ah".

Although he is not from the inpatient department, he also knows that the ward numbered "Ererjiji" is the most special ward in the entire hospital, and the hardware facilities and the professional level of the medical staff are the top. Because it is a ward for senior cadres, those who are qualified to live in it are all leaders and retired cadres from some provinces, and at least they must have this treatment at or above the department level.

Director Wang stammered and asked, "Old Wu, isn't this arrangement a little inappropriate!"

"What's wrong with it, don't I, Wu, even have the right to arrange a hospital bed for a friend? This matter is so decided, if anyone has an opinion, let him come to me!"

Professor Wu's words were a bit domineering, where would Director Wang say anything more, but he felt a little relieved in his heart, and secretly laughed at the colleagues in the inpatient department who rejected him just now: Didn't you give me face and not let people be hospitalized, but now you were arranged into the high-level cadre ward. There is a kind, you can drive people away in front of Wu Lao!

Although he finally finished the hospitalization, Zhou Wentao was very unhappy in his heart, and quietly said to Ling Zikai: "Don't worry, I will definitely find out the dark ghost who is stumbling behind my back." ”

Ling Zikai said: "You can guess this without checking. As long as you go to the Musen company, the answer will come out. ”