Xu Yue wanted to take Zhu Xiaojun for herself with the trick of fake pregnancy, but she didn't expect to kill a Hu En ball halfway.

It can be said that Hu Enqiu firmly grasped Xu Yue's psychology and forced Xu Yue to make the final decision to give up Zhu Xiaojun.

Xu Yue, who was dead, was bored with the life of a nurse in a cancer hospital, so she found Zhou Bing, hoping to work as a white-collar worker in Zhou Bing's company.

When these two meet, it is natural to talk about Zhu Xiaojun.

Xu Yue advised Zhou Bing, hoping that Zhou Bing could let go of this grievance, and told Zhou Bing that Zhu Xiaojun had a helper surnamed Hu by his side, who was a lawyer, and this lawyer Hu's father seemed to be an official of the procuratorate, and with this background, Zhou Bing couldn't fight Zhu Xiaojun.

The conversation then turned to Hunn Ball.

Xu Yue's description of Hu Enqiu is about the same size as Zhu Xiaojun, and from the back, the two are almost indistinguishable.

Zhou Bing didn't react when he heard these words, but as soon as the Spring Festival holiday ended, Zhou Bing got busy, and he found a relationship with the airport public security, so as to get the airport surveillance video on the day of the incident.

After watching it repeatedly, Zhou Bing finally discovered the trick played by Zhu Xiaojun and Hu Enqiu to drop the bag and board the plane.

"Zhu Xiaojun, you're right, the result of our fight will definitely be a lose-lose situation, but even so, I will never stop. I know that there are Hu Guangwei and Lu Baoqi behind you, two powerful backstagers, one white and one black, but I, Zhou Bing, have this strong temper, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited I am. ”

After all the words were said about this, Zhu Xiaojun felt that there was no point in talking about it anymore, so he picked up the teacup and sent the guest: "Since this is the case, then I can only wish Mr. Zhou good luck!" ”

Zhou Bing wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and endured it back into his stomach, he got up suddenly, packed up his belongings, and walked out of the door, when he opened the door, he suddenly turned his head and threw down a sentence: "Zhu Xiaojun, you can't fight me!" ”

Without waiting for Zhu Xiaojun to react, Zhou Bing had already opened the door and walked away.

"******, it's quite arrogant!" Hu Enqiu immediately came over from the next room, scolded Zhou Bing, and entered the room: "Pig head, Zhou Bing said a word, I don't know if you noticed?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun stretched: "Do you mean that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Hu Enqiu sat opposite Zhu Xiaojun and poured himself a cup of tea: "That's it!" Pig's head, what do you think? ”

Zhu Xiaojun did not answer Hu Enqiu directly, but asked another question: "You said that in this matter, when the court sentenced, was it my weight or Zhou Bing's weight?" ”

Hu Enqiu thought for a while and replied: "Your nature is heavy but the result is slight, Zhou Bing's nature is lighter than yours, but the result is more serious, it should be a sentence of one to three years!" ”

Zhu Xiaojun rubbed his forehead and said, "Do you think Zhou Bing is the kind of person who is willing to harm himself in order to send me to prison?" Bastard, I can basically conclude that Zhou Bing is indeed involuntarily. ”

Hu En said: "Then are we going to use some means against Zhou Bing to find out what is behind the scenes?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun shook his head: "It won't be so easy, if you don't get it right, it will startle the snake." Bastard, over there at the police station, you can help me delay for a few days, and when I finish the business at hand, I will come and have a good deal with Zhou Bing. With Zhou Bing's IQ, we will be dizzy in three or two clicks, and when the time comes, the person behind the scenes may take the initiative to appear. ”

Hu Enqiu sighed and said, "It can only be like this." ”

The matter at hand that Zhu Xiaojun said was Zhang Shi's proposal to carry out an immune cell therapy project.

Since the eldest sister of the Zhao family said that she would go to Ye Zhaoxiang, she would definitely not go to the hospital alone for this matter, but would visit Ye Zhaoxiang by the way before accompanying her old mother home in the morning.

As long as the eldest sister of the Zhao family has said this matter, then Zhu Xiaojun will have a reason in front of Ye Zhaoxiang.

The next morning, Zhu Xiaojun came to Ye Zhaoxiang's office early.

Without waiting for Zhu Xiaojun to speak, Ye Zhaoxiang mentioned the matter first.

"Xiaojun, you came just in time, I was about to discuss things with you!" Ye Zhaoxiang casually handed Zhu Xiaojun a piece of information: "You study this project, immune cell therapy for tumors, I am not very familiar with tumors, but I heard that this emerging project is developing rapidly." ”

Zhu Xiaojun sat across from Ye Zhaoxiang's desk: "Yes, Dean Ye, yesterday morning, the old mother of Secretary Zhao in the province came to review, and his eldest sister also mentioned this treatment method, complaining that our hospital is too backward." ”

Ye Zhaoxiang sighed and said, "Yes! In recent years, Wu Dongcheng has only taken care of the development of surgical films, delaying the introduction of many projects. Zhu Xiaojun, we have to work harder, move faster, and catch up. ”

Zhu Xiaojun casually flipped through the information handed over by Ye Zhaoxiang, which was a project feasibility study report made by a merchant engaged in immune cell therapy.

"Dean Ye, this report only mentions two technologies, CIK and DC-CIK, as far as I know, these two technologies have become a big road commodity in the market, although the quality will also have a good curative effect, but after all, we are latecomers, if we want to be the latecomers, then we are bound to have something outstanding!"

Ye Zhaoxiang smiled: "Isn't this the reason why I came to you?" You go and research, find out, and see if you can find a better technology and introduce it into our hospital. ”

Zhu Xiaojun scratched his head: "This matter, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, and it's hard enough to say it." ”

Ye Zhaoxiang put down the signature pen in his hand and looked at Zhu Xiaojun with interest: "You have something to say!" ”

Zhu Xiaojun said with a smile: "I also know a little about the project of immune cells, you let me study and understand, then I still have to learn from scratch, and I can complete the task you gave in the Year of the Monkey?" But yes, I've got a shortcut. ”

Zhu Xiaojun took out a cigarette, handed one to Ye Zhaoxiang, and lit one himself: "Dean Ye, Director Zhang Shi of the Gamma Knife Center, he has a classmate who is now engaged in the research of immune cells on the side of the United States. I heard that Director Zhang's classmate is doing well, and now he seems to be an associate professor, I wondered, if Zhang Shi can invite his classmate to our hospital to be a part-time professor or something, wouldn't this be a combination of technology and gimmicks? ”

Ye Zhaoxiang frowned, thought for a while, and said, "What year did Zhang Shi graduate from his bachelor's degree?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun replied: "If I'm not mistaken, it should have been twelve or thirteen years ago." ”

Ye Zhaoxiang frowned: "After graduating for twelve or thirteen years, it is really not easy to get an associate professor in the United States, it seems that there are really two brushes." Okay, you go talk to Zhang Shi and see if it's possible to invite someone over. ”

Although Zhu Xiaojun is confident about inviting Zhang Shi, he can't rush to achieve it at this time, if that is the case, it will give Ye Zhaoxiang the feeling of premeditation in advance, and it will often lead to the result of being hasty but not achieved.

"I'm here to find you for this too, Dean Ye, then I'll do it according to your instructions!" Zhu Xiaojun said that he was about to prepare to go back.

Ye Zhaoxiang suddenly kept him: "Wait a minute!" ”

Ye Zhaoxiang got up and took out a box of tea leaves from the cabinet on the side: "I don't like green tea very much, you can take it and drink it." Besides, you will have to learn to drink tea and drink less alcohol in the future. ”

Zhu Xiaojun smiled and took the tea.

"There's another thing, the last time you said that the troublesome patient told you that our hospital was going to be acquired, do you remember what he said?"

Zhu Xiaojun pretended to think for a while, and then touched his nose: "That guy said it was a company called Hua He Capital......

"Sinovel Capital?" Ye Zhaoxiang subconsciously reminded.

"That's right! It's called Sinovel Capital. The guy said that a manager of Sinovel Capital had a very good relationship with a leader in our city, and that leader agreed with Sinovel Capital's idea of acquiring our hospital. He also said that the manager was a good buddy with him......"

Ye Zhaoxiang interrupted Zhu Xiaojun: "You say, does this matter have anything to do with Wu Dongcheng?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun replied without thinking: "You also believe what that kind of person says...... Don't worry, let me think...... Dean Ye, when you say that, I really remember one thing. On that day, the people of the surgical film gave Dean Wu a farewell, and at the dinner, they had a lot of complaints about you, and later, under the instigation of several people, they also reached a consensus, that is, they resolutely did not accept patients, and the big guys went to the flying knife together. At that time, I just thought that they said such things in front of Dean Wu, but now that I think about it, they seem to be premeditated and prepared! ”

Ye Zhaoxiang was silent for a while: "Xiaojun, what do you think about this matter?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun pursed his lips: "When I was in school, I learned political economy, and the political teacher once said that the world is as black as a crow, and all capitalists are desperately chasing profits." If our hospital is acquired by Nahua Capital, everyone's income may be increased, but ......"

"But what?"

"I'm afraid everyone has to go to work in the dark!"

Ye Zhaoxiang let out a long sigh: "Yes! We are a public hospital, a non-profit hospital, although the benefits are very important, but we still uphold the medical humanitarianism of saving lives and helping the wounded. If it really becomes a capital-controlled hospital, won't it become a profit-only commercial unit? What else is there to talk about saving lives and helping the wounded? ”

Zhu Xiaojun added firewood to Ye Zhaoxiang's fire in a timely manner: "Dean Ye, so, is this true?" I don't think you have to come forward to do activities, and you must not sell hospitals to capitalists who only care about making money. ”

Ye Zhaoxiang let out a long breath again, leaned back in the chair, and rubbed his temples, which seemed to be an understatement, but revealed incomparably firmness: "Even if I can't become this dean in the future, I won't let them succeed in their conspiracy!" ”