He first glanced at Ye Zhinuo in the wheelchair, and then said calmly to Ye Hong: "Your disease cannot be cured immediately.
Let Wei Qing help my sister's friend take care of his injuries first. Is there any problem? "
The words were inquiring words, but the tone was not inquiring at all, but full of unquestionable dominance.
This domineering attitude immediately made Ye Hong disgusted with him.
Before he could refute, a shocking and clear voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.
“Vice President Jiang’s words are wrong.
I feel that the little patient in the wheelchair needs Wei Qing the most at this time.
Your sister's sideburn is just an ordinary sprain, and any orthopedic surgeon can fix it. "
Following this voice, a tall and thin doctor slowly approached from outside the crowd.
He is around thirty, with a handsome face and a faint air of elegance.
With his hands in his white coat, he came gracefully, like a fairy among gods.
As he arrived, eager greetings suddenly sounded from the doctors and nurses: "Vice President Qiu!"
"Hello, Vice President Qiu!"
Even some patients recognized the doctor and greeted him respectfully: "Doctor Qiu."
And when facing those who greeted him, the doctor responded with a smile, which was like a refreshing breeze.
His magnanimity and demeanor far surpassed Jiang Zuoan's.
"Qiu Yishan is the most popular doctor in our hospital, and besides Vice President Jiang, he is also the other popular candidate for the dean!
The two of them have always been at odds with each other. Since Vice President Jiang is making things difficult for you, Vice President Qiu will definitely help you! "
The little nurse suddenly became excited.
But Ye Hong stared at the man named Qiu Yishan.
For some reason, Ye Hong always felt that Qiu Yishan gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
But for a while, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.
And with the appearance of Qiu Yishan, as the little nurse said, Jiang Zuoan immediately said to Maimang: "Qiu Yishan, why don't you stay in your thoracic surgery department and get involved here?!"
Qiu Yishan smiled slightly: "As the vice president of the 185th Hospital, my job is not just thoracic surgery.
Whenever someone disrupts the daily order of the hospital, Qiu needs to be responsible for management. "
This was no longer a reference to Sang scolding Huai, but a blatant mockery of Jiang Zuoan, which immediately made Jiang Zuoan so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
Just when the two vice presidents were in a stalemate and refused to give in to the other, a large number of doctors suddenly poured out of a room on the first floor.
The white coats of these doctors are slightly different from ordinary doctors. There is a red Lingxiao flower printed on the chest.
Anyone who is from the 185th Hospital can immediately recognize the identities of these doctors—registered ancient physicians from the Jiangnan Ancient Medicine Association.
The Ancient Medical Skills Association has a cooperation agreement with the 185th Hospital, so ancient doctors from the association have been stationed in the hospital for a long time.
These ancient doctors seemed to have just finished their meeting and were about to leave when they were alerted by the movement in the outpatient department and all looked over.
Among the group of ancient doctors, there was an energetic old doctor who was frowning and looking at the crowd.
When he saw Ye Hong among the crowd, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Why is that little guy here?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he was heading straight towards the crowd.
The group of ancient doctors behind him were immediately shocked and hurriedly followed the old doctor's pace.
(End of chapter)