After seeing the bank card, the director was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw Xia Yixin at the door, he knew why the man in front of him came.

He crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the stool, and smiled without smiling.

"The old man's illness has not been cured, even if he has surgery, he is waiting for death, with this money, why don't you buy him something delicious and let him spend this time happily?"

Xia Yixin, who was at the door, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, pointed to the director's nose and shouted, "Shut up, my dad is fine." ”

This made a flash of dissatisfaction in the director's heart.

"Dead or alive, we have our own plans, and besides, this matter has nothing to do with your hospital, right?"

"We have delivered the money, when will the operation be arranged, give me a happy word." Ye Chen waved his hand and asked.

The director sneered, picked up a large notebook in his hand and looked at it for a while.

His fingers tapped on the table for a while, and he smiled faintly: "Half a month later." ”

"What? Director Liu, you can't do this, my father's illness is already very serious, if you drag it out like this, he won't be able to hold on! Xia Yixin ran in from the door and said hurriedly.

The director snorted coldly, his face expressionless: "Then you blame me?" ”

"I told you half a month ago that you need 200,000 yuan for the operation, and you told me that there was no problem at the time, but you couldn't get the money today."

"The hospital is not engaged in charity, and now that there is a shortage of personnel, is there still a dying father around you?"

"Bang!"

In the next second, Ye Chen couldn't hold back his anger anymore, and kicked the director out with a single kick.

"Boom!"

The director's fat body slammed against the wall, and his internal organs trembled in pain.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"You, you, you dare to hit me!" The director shouted in a hoarse voice.

Ye Chen was condescending, and glanced at him coldly: "People like you should be beaten." ”

"You, you, security!" The director shouted with all his strength.

The security guard patrolling the corridor heard the movement and hurriedly walked in with a stick.

After seeing the fat man lying on the ground, the two of them panicked and helped him up.

"Director Liu, what's going on?"

"Lao Tzu was beaten, and he was killed by this king and eight calves, and I am responsible for the accident!" Director Liu pointed at Ye Chen and shouted.

One of the security guards nodded and looked at Ye Chen with a stick.

"Dare to come to the hospital to make trouble, how many lives do you have?"

"Fuck off, this matter today has nothing to do with you, this is my personal grudge with him." Ye Chen said coldly.

The security guard didn't talk nonsense to Ye Chen, and rushed up with a stick.

He was a veteran when he was young, and it was not easy to deal with a young man like Ye Chen.

But just as he smashed it with a stick.

Ye Chen raised his hand, grabbed his stick, and pushed him back: "I said it, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire." ”

The conflict in the office attracted a lot of people who saw the doctor as well as some doctors.

Standing at the door, they looked in.

"Director Liu, right?"

"If I beat you, I will pay you the medical bills truthfully, but my friend's father's surgery must be done right now!" Ye Chen squatted in front of Director Liu, his voice cold.

Looking at Ye Chen's cold eyes, Director Liu trembled.

"No, no, I've already given the quota to someone else."

"Are you sure?" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

"What do you want to do? I warn you, this is the hospital, not you... Yes! ”

Before the director could finish speaking, Ye Chen slapped him on the head.

"I'm asking you one last sentence, is there a quota?"

The director's eyes were smoking, and his face was distorted, and his voice became weak: "Really, it's really gone, I didn't want to give this quota to others, but Chen Gongzi came to me in person, saying that his father was also going to have surgery, and I was a little director, do I dare not listen to him?" ”

"If I don't give him a quota, I won't even be able to keep my job!"

"Did the surgery start?" Ye Chen asked.

"Not yet, not yet." The director replied in a trembling voice.

"Immediately push my friend's father to the operating room, come first and come first, and don't tell Lao Tzu about his family background."

"I'll give you ten minutes to prepare, and if you haven't had surgery yet, you can weigh it yourself."

"Let's go." Ye Chen stood up and walked out with Xia Yixin.

"Brother Chen, is this really okay..."At the door of the ward, Xia Yixin trembled with fear.

"This kind of person is bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, don't worry, it will be fine."

At this moment, several doctors in white coats rushed over with a hospital bed cart.

After asking Xia Yixin's father's name, he carried him into the car and pushed him into the operating room.

"I'm nearby, call me for something." Ye Chen explained to Xia Yixin, then came to the stairwell and lit the cigarette on his mouth.

"Director Liu, don't joke with me, I don't know how to tease."

At this time, a familiar voice came from the stairwell downstairs.

Ye Chen subconsciously looked down.

Eyes flushed instantly.

Chen Fei!

This man who sent him to prison with his own hands!