Zhang Qinglin stood stupidly in place, his mind kept echoing the word "processing" that Yang Xueshu said just now, and his heart sank inch by inch.

At this moment, a cold gaze not far away pulled him back to reality.

Zhang Qinglin subconsciously looked towards the source of this gaze.

By the window, the tall and majestic figure of the man blocked half of the light outside the window, and his handsome face was cold at the moment, as if covered with a halo of condensation.

The most dazzling thing was the sharp and sharp eyes of this handsome man.

Zhang Qinglin's heart couldn't help but tremble.

This man is not the man who stood behind Mu Qing before?

At that time, I didn't think that the aura on his body was strong, why did this man give him an endless sense of oppression at this moment?

The sense of crisis that inexplicably hit him deeply enveloped Zhang Qinglin.

Han Lie's thin lips hooked slightly, took out his mobile phone and randomly edited a text message on it, and after pressing the send button, the curvature at the corner of his lips deepened a little.

But this smile made Zhang Qinglin's heart alarmed.

I don't know why.

He had a premonition.

A premonition that the sky was about to fall.

Really.

Five minutes later!

Just five minutes later.

The hospital's reporting department received a large number of reports about Zhang Qinglin, but these reports were not like the message reports on weekdays.

From the first day of Zhang Qinglin's entry into Tongdu County People's Hospital to today, all the mistakes, time, place, and events he has committed are all clear at a glance.

Isolation ward floor, 9th floor.

Before Zhang Qinglin realized that his career as a doctor was coming to an end, several commissioners of the Investigation Department appeared in the corridor in uniforms.

Their target is Zhang Qinglin.

"Zhang Qinglin, director of the emergency department of Tongdu County People's Hospital?" The investigator led by him confronted Zhang Qinglin's identity with a calm face.

After Zhang Qinglin heard the voice, he raised his head blankly, but when he saw the uniforms of this group of investigators, his face was shocked.

He didn't dare to nod.

But on his white coat, there was Zhang Qinglin's medical certificate in his pocket.

The investigator lowered his eyes and glanced at it, and after confirming that it was him, he threw out an investigation order neatly: "I'm sorry, Zhang Qinglin, now that you have been involved in many treatment bribes, please be sure to cooperate with us and follow us back for investigation." ”

As the words fell, the man in the lead raised his hand and waved it behind him.

Two investigators came to Zhang Qinglin's left and right and escorted him out of the hospital.

Han Lie leaned slightly sideways against the window, taking in the whole process in his eyes.

Until Zhang Qinglin's figure was no longer visible, his thin lips hooked a satisfying arc.

Even Yang Xueshu, a high-ranking county official, may not have imagined that Zhang Qinglin, the director of the emergency department, has reaped a lot of benefits by virtue of this position.

In this world, no matter who you are, there will be times when you make mistakes.

The point is that the severity of the mistakes made is different.

In a huge conference room around the corner, all the doctors of the county hospital wearing white coats and the medical circles who temporarily appeared in the Tongdu County People's Hospital sat down one after another.

At the top of the conference room, Yang Xueshu, a senior county official, personally presided over the meeting to discuss the solution to the AH3 virus.

"Today's emergency meeting is a bit of a hurry. Fortunately, there is an additional leader in the medical field in our conference room today, and I believe everyone here is no stranger to him......"