nucmednet Chapter 215 Our Parents
Chapter 215 Our Parents
When he opened the door, Fu Ruoshi was wearing his most expensive suit with gold-plated patterns. He looked radiant and stood at the door. Under the dim light, he looked like a male star who had just finished a night show.
"Why are you here?" Wen Zhixia asked curiously.
Fu Ruoshi squeezed into the room without saying a word, looked around and saw that there was no one inside, and he seemed to be relieved.
"What are you doing?" Wen Zhixia looked at him wearing a thin suit and no down jacket. "Are you dying to wear this? Aren't you afraid of catching a fever?"
President Fu frowned, took a few deep breaths, and after realizing that he couldn't finish so many words in one breath, he picked up the paper and pen on her desk and wrote quickly:
"Can't you see I look so good in this outfit?"
After saying that, he threw the pen on the table with a thud, sat on the chair, and sulked.
Wen Zhixia looked at his flamboyant handwriting, the tip of the pen even tore through the paper.
This person is really childish.
She had no choice but to explain, "The man today was Hyolyn's friend. He came to give me something. Could you please not be so malicious just because you see a man?"
Fu Ruoshi had no ill will towards men, but he was full of ill will towards the man standing next to Wen Zhixia.
It’s men’s competitiveness and desire to compare that’s at work.
"What for?" he asked.
Wen Zhixia looked at his inquiring attitude and thought of another question.
She noticed that Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo had been getting close recently, and thought to herself that Fu Ruoshi was a good judge of people, so what did he think of Chen Zhuo?
"What impression does this person give you? Do you think he's a bad guy?" she asked. "I'm not familiar with him, so I'm a little curious."
Seeing her asking him for advice so seriously, Fu Ruoshi's vanity as a man was greatly satisfied.
He looked up, "Kiss first."
Wen Zhixia looked at his obviously treacherous expression, and suddenly had an idea. She waved at him, "Okay!"
Fu Ruoshi's eyes lit up, his heart blossomed with joy, and he immediately leaned over obediently -
Wen Zhixia picked up the iced cola on the table and slammed it hard on his face.
My hot heart suddenly cooled down.
Fu Ruoshi's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
He has been in the business world for many years and has seen all kinds of old foxes. No one can deceive him, but he was fooled like a fool by the tricks of the person in front of him.
Seeing Wen Zhixia turned and went to the kitchen, he was about to chase after her when his phone vibrated.
It was a message from Liu Zhen: [Mr. Fu, the investigation team leader is ready to open a case to investigate the Jinghai Hospital incident.]
Fu Ruoshi's playful expression subsided.
[Find someone to keep an eye on Angelica Wang] he replied.
I almost forgot about business.
He came to communicate with Wen Zhixia.
The entire chain of fraud at Jinghai Hospital is of great importance. Once exposed, many hospitals across the country may collapse at the same time. The Discipline Inspection Commission is also very cautious and cannot immediately launch a large-scale investigation.
Thinking of this, he took the manuscript paper and wrote on it: [Give me a summary of the evidence you found, and I will help you conceal your identity]
Wen Zhixia made some hot tea and when she came out of the kitchen, she saw Fu Ruoshi finish writing the last word.
She stepped forward, looking at his powerful handwriting, a little incredulous. "You don't say I'm overestimating my abilities? You don't say I work myself to death for 3,500 yuan a month?"
Fu Ruoshi shook his head and explained in words and writing what happened in Jincheng in the morning for the meeting.
The general meaning is that during the day he and the Discipline Inspection Commission leaders analyzed it like this:
At present, this kind of internal and external investigation method is the most feasible and efficient. Wen Zhixia is on the front line of the hospital and can easily collect first-hand evidence. At the same time, he protects her secretly, so that her true identity will not be easily exposed and the hospital will relax its vigilance against her.
Then find substantial evidence, such as double-dealing or forged records, and secretly submit it to superiors. Reporters and the media will then spread the news widely through public opinion guidance, leading more victims to come forward and denounce the crime. In the end, Jinghai Hospital will be caught off guard, and you can just reap the rewards.
To sum up, we do the dirty work and you take the credit. I just want to play with my wife and take her home after the game.
He has strong language organization ability. Although he can only utter a few words and cannot speak long sentences, he can still make himself understood within two minutes.
He wrote on the paper: "If your parents were still alive, I guess they would support you. Now that they are gone, I will support you on their behalf."
Wen Zhixia watched him write his thoughts stroke by stroke, her eyes moved and gradually blurred.
This showed that he truly recognized what she was doing. He didn't mock her or pour cold water on her, and was even willing to join in helping her.
Just when she was so moved that she wanted to cry, Fu Ruoshi's eyes suddenly lit up.
He picked up his pen and crossed out "your parents". He changed it to: "our father and mother"
......
Suddenly I don’t want to cry anymore.
Wen Zhixia grabbed his pen and tried her best to paint "our father and mother" black.
The next morning, Fu Ruoshi left the inpatient department.
My throat has basically recovered and I will be able to speak normally in about two or three days.
The accommodation conditions in this hospital were not good, so he found a sea view room at the Jinghai Fu Resort and rested there with peace of mind.
Now that he has informed Wen Zhixia and they have reached an agreement, there is no need for him to stay in the hospital and attract attention. The more invisible he is, the better it will be for the investigation.
at the same time.
As soon as Wen Zhixia arrived at the hospital, she saw a group of people gathered at the gate, looking around.
I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding a medical record in the other. "Jinghai Hospital damaged my knee! Now they've maliciously tampered with my medical records and are refusing to compensate me!"
He held up the medical records in his hand and said, "Such a large hospital forged medical records! Forged surgical records! Is there no law in broad daylight? How dare you get treatment here? Do you want to die?"
Wen Zhixia walked forward and looked at the medical record in his hand, which vaguely stated patellar dislocation.
She was about to ask what was going on when suddenly, several security guards armed with pitchforks came out of the hall in a mighty and frightening manner.
Two big men grabbed the man and pulled him out.
During the struggle, the man's crutch fell to the ground and the medical records were scattered all over the floor. Two security guards took advantage of the chaos and stepped on them a few times, causing pieces of paper to fly, as if they were deliberately trying to destroy evidence.
"This is a shady hospital!" The man was being dragged along, still struggling. "Don't get treated here! Anyone who does is an idiot! I'm going to sue you! Just wait!"
However, due to his limited mobility, he was unable to pull past the tall and strong security guard and was quickly dragged out of the door.
Wen Zhixia hurriedly picked up the medical records on the ground and followed carefully.
Several security guards pushed the man to the side of the road and threw his crutch over. "Go ahead and sue me if you want! Don't come here and make a scene!"
This posture doesn't look like security, but more like a thug.
The man's clothes were disheveled after being dragged, his pants were torn, and his palms were scratched. He staggered to his feet, but had no one to appeal for justice, so he sat dejectedly beside the flower bed.
"Sir?" Wen Zhixia sat down next to him, straightened out his stepped-on medical record, and handed it to him. "Are you okay?"
The man looked up at Wen Zhixia, sighed, and took it, "Thank you..."
Wen Zhixia asked, "Excuse me, what's wrong with your knee? Why do you say they tampered with the medical records?"
She was dressed casually and didn't show her ID. Seeing her gentle and kind face, the man wasn't on guard. "Are you a student from around here? A medical student?"
Wen Zhixia said with a "oh" and lied, "I'm traveling in Jincheng. My friend is studying medicine. If you want, I can ask him for you."