"Is he the one who wanted to kill me just now?" Chen Mo asked Yamamoto Yosio.
"Yes, Chen Mo-kun, he is an S-class assassin in our organization, specializing in long-distance sniping missions," Yamamoto Yosio quickly explained.
Chen Mo nodded, looking the assassin up and down.
However, the assassin's eyes were also filled with confusion. He didn't understand why his leader would suddenly appear beside the target and stop his mission.
Yamamoto Yosio asked, "Chen Mo-kun, how about letting him stay here to protect your safety from afar?"
Chen Mo felt something was off.
All the bodyguards around him were assassins who wanted to kill him. If others knew, they would be shocked to death.
But Chen Mo also knew that his priority now was to protect the safety of those around him, and having an extra expert wasn't a bad thing.
He nodded, "Alright, let him stay."
Yamamoto Yosio instructed the assassin, "Starting today, your mission is to protect Mr. Chen's safety."
"Yes, leader!" The assassin dared not hesitate.
Chen Mo didn't say much more, drove the car into the garage, and then returned home.
The next morning, Chen Mo and Tian Mengyao had breakfast.
They drove to the hospital.
As soon as the two arrived at the hospital, they noticed that the emergency room was surrounded by family members, seemingly arguing about something.
Chen Mo and Tian Mengyao quickened their pace.
"My mother suddenly had a stomachache this morning and fell into a coma. What's going on?!"
"My father had chest pain all night. We called the doctors, and they only told him to take painkillers. I even suspect if you are really doctors!"
Before reaching them, Chen Mo heard the arguments of two men.
Then, Huang Qizhong's voice came through, "Please don't worry, family members. We are conducting examinations for your mother. As for this gentleman, your father has a penetrating wound, and pain is unavoidable. You also need to understand."
"Understand your ass! It's not your father who's in pain, so you naturally don't care!" The man instantly became angry, pointing at Huang Qizhong and yelling.
Then the man looked at the surrounding family members, "I heard that the provincial hospital's ambulance also went there. I'm very curious why our family members were sent to Longhua First Hospital?"
"Yes, we also want to know why our family members didn't go to the provincial hospital? Not a big hospital!" someone in the crowd questioned.
"I think they just want to make money from us!"
As soon as this was said, everyone felt it made sense.
The man who spoke of his father's chest pain said again, "I happen to know a doctor at the provincial hospital. He told me that if we agree to transfer now, the provincial hospital will send an ambulance for free transport and use the best medicine for our family members!"
"Really?!"
Some people around were immediately tempted.
"Of course, it's true. My father was in pain all night yesterday. If we had gone to the provincial hospital earlier, he wouldn't have suffered so much last night." The man responded affirmatively.
The crowd began to discuss.
Almost everyone decided to transfer for treatment.
After all, the reputation of Longhua First Hospital was far inferior to that of the provincial hospital.
Seeing this scene, how could Huang Qizhong not understand what was going on?
It must be related to the provincial hospital.
"Director Huang," Chen Mo walked over at this moment.
"Director Chen," Huang Qizhong's expression was very unpleasant.
Seeing Chen Mo, he couldn't help but sigh.
He thought he had won the bet and there would be no more trouble, but he didn't expect the people from the provincial hospital to be so shameless.
"What's going on? Why are these people all clamoring to transfer?" Chen Mo asked doubtfully.
Huang Qizhong could only briefly explain the reason.
It was nothing more than the provincial hospital's tactics of bribing the families of these injured people to transfer them.
Chen Mo's expression darkened, "Everyone wants to transfer?"
"More or less. Those who know about it should also agree to transfer," Huang Qizhong replied.
"For all penetrating wounds and severely injured patients, transferring them carries risks. Don't you know this?" Chen Mo asked Huang Qizhong.
Huang Qizhong looked helpless, "Director Chen, what's the use even if I know? Look, these people won't back down if they don't transfer. I've been trying to persuade them all night, but it's no use."
The emergency doctor next to him quickly said, "Director Huang hasn't slept all night, fearing that these injured patients might have problems, but these family members simply don't understand."
Chen Mo scanned the families of these injured patients, "Everyone, please listen to my advice. Your family members have not yet met the conditions for transfer. Forcibly transferring them carries great risks. I hope you will think twice."
"Who is this young brat? Stop spreading alarmist talk here!"
"Exactly. My father only has a penetrating wound. The steel bar was removed yesterday, and the doctors at the provincial hospital said there would be no risk in transferring now. What do you know as a kid?"
Many people retorted to Chen Mo.
They didn't take Chen Mo's words seriously at all.
"Oh, Director Huang, Director Chen, I didn't expect you both to be here." Suddenly, a familiar mocking voice sounded.
Chen Mo and Huang Qizhong looked over and saw a group of doctors walking over, along with many stretchers.
And the person in the lead, Chen Mo and Huang Qizhong both recognized him as Fang Jianlin, the director of emergency medicine at the provincial hospital.
"Fang Jianlin? What are you doing at our hospital?" Huang Qizhong asked coldly.
Fang Jianlin sneered, "Naturally, I'm here to pick up the injured. Some family members contacted us just now saying they wanted to transfer, so we came."
"You! This must have something to do with you!" Huang Qizhong glared at Fang Jianlin angrily.
Fang Jianlin responded mockingly, "Director Huang, you need evidence when you speak, otherwise, be careful I sue you for slander. Their choice of the provincial hospital is because they have discerning eyes and know they won't receive better treatment in your shabby hospital."
"You!" Huang Qizhong pointed at the other person angrily.
"Director Fang, I'm the one who called you. My father has a penetrating chest wound. Can we transfer now?" At this moment, the man also came over.
"Of course, you can. Our ambulance is the most advanced, fully negative pressure sealed, with no risk of infection," Fang Jianlin replied.
The man glanced disdainfully at Chen Mo, "Did you hear that? Director Fang said it's okay. I think you just don't want us to transfer!"
"I want to transfer too, Director Fang, are there still ambulances?" Another family member of an injured person raised their hand.
"Yes, we have more than a dozen cars this time. If it's not enough, we'll come back to pick them up later."
Fang Jianlin's mouth was almost split open, smiling triumphantly.