The sudden voice caused everyone to turn their heads towards the hospital room door.
Chen Fan, already dressed in a white coat and followed by Luo Xixi, walked into the room with a mocking expression.
"Director Chen!" Seeing Chen Fan return, the crowd, who had been full of dissatisfaction and frustration, suddenly felt as if they had found their backbone, their faces lighting up with joy.
Fan Yecheng and others also looked at Chen Fan.
"Director Chen, it's not guidance. After all, our Third Hospital is strong and experienced, so we came to exchange ideas. If we can help, it's our good intention. Transforming the psychiatric hospital into the Sixth Hospital is a good thing for Jiangcheng, and we, as doctors, are very happy."
"Is that so? Then I must thank Director Fan." Chen Fan walked up to Fan Yecheng and said.
"Of course, we sacrificed our working hours." Zhang Yong, standing beside Fan Yecheng, said with a mocking tone.
Hearing Zhang Yong speak, Chen Fan was taken aback and appeared somewhat surprised. "Oh, isn't this Dr. Zhang?" Da Feng Novel Network
Zhang Yong glanced at Chen Fan mockingly, not taking him seriously at all.
However, Chen Fan's next words made Zhang Yong's expression instantly turn cold.
"Wasn't Dr. Zhang suspended? Back on duty so soon? It seems the system at the Third Hospital isn't very strict." Chen Fan taunted.
Zhang Yong dared not tarnish the reputation of the Third Hospital and immediately replied, "I haven't been reinstated yet."
"Not reinstated? Then you can't be considered a doctor, right?" Chen Fan rubbed his chin.
"Definitely not. For him to treat patients now is illegal." Luo Xixi, standing behind Chen Fan, chimed in.
Chen Fan suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's how it is."
Then he waved his hand, "Security, let security come in and throw him out. Since he's not a doctor, what is he doing here? A hospital room is not a place for just anyone to enter."
As he spoke, Chen Fan turned his gaze to Fan Yecheng, "Director Fan, am I right?"
Fan Yecheng's face also darkened instantly. Zhang Yong was someone who came with him. To drive Zhang Yong out would be to slap himself in the face in front of everyone!
"Director Fan values rules so much, he will naturally agree to expel this black sheep from the medical profession. Security, throw him out!" Seeing Fan Yecheng's dark expression and silence, Chen Fan answered his own question.
Soon, several security guards walked in and were about to escort Zhang Yong away.
"Hmph, don't touch me, I'll leave myself!" Zhang Yong snorted coldly and walked out of the room with a grim expression.
Watching Zhang Yong's retreating back, Chen Fan even reminded the patients in the room, "Everyone, check if you've lost anything. There have been many thieves recently."
Immediately, the room was filled with the "swish-swish" sounds of zippers and luggage being opened.
Zhang Yong, who had reached the doorway, was almost bursting with anger! This was clearly implying that he was dangerous and might steal from the patients.
"Director Chen, there are many problems in the surgery department of the psychiatric hospital. As the director of surgery, this is your dereliction of duty." Fan Yecheng reprimanded Chen Fan, changing the subject.
Chen Fan glanced at Zhu Shang and the others beside him, "You guys, did you remember what Director Fan just said?"
Zhu Shang quickly shook his head and was the first to respond, "No, Director Fan's words were like chanting scriptures, they gave me a headache just listening."
"Yes, yes, he's more sleep-inducing than an old monk chanting scriptures, I almost fell asleep."
"Director Chen, it's more energizing to listen to you."
As they spoke one after another, Fan Yecheng's face turned extremely dark.
"Ahem." Chen Fan coughed a few times, "Watch what you say. Director Fan came here with good intentions. For you lazy things to learn even a little bit from Director Fan would be your good fortune."
Hearing Chen Fan's flattery, Fan Yecheng's expression improved slightly.
Chen Fan then said again, "Although Director Fan is a bit kidney deficient and speaks weakly, you shouldn't say it out loud. It's normal for Director Fan to be a bit weak at his age, isn't it?"
"Pfft!"
Luo Xixi, standing behind Chen Fan, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Fan Yecheng, whose expression had just improved, was almost choked with anger. He pointed at Chen Fan furiously, "Director Chen, what do you mean? Are you insulting me?!"
Chen Fan looked at Fan Yecheng with feigned surprise, "How could that be? Director Fan, I'm just telling the truth."
"Nonsense, my health has always been very good, I don't have the problem you mentioned at all!" Fan Yecheng would never admit to kidney deficiency, as it was a man's dignity.
"Director Fan, when you walk, do your legs often bend?"
"No!"
"Cold hands and feet, cold sweats?"
"No!"
"Baldness?"
"No!"
Fan Yecheng replied immediately.
However, as soon as Fan Yecheng finished speaking, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.
Fan Yecheng immediately understood, because he had been losing hair frequently in recent years, and his scalp was already thinning.
His answer just now, especially his denial of baldness, implied he was lying. This further confirmed that he was indeed kidney deficient.
The laughter and mocking glances from the crowd made Fan Yecheng wish he could slap Chen Fan fiercely right now.
"Director Chen, our purpose here today is not to discuss me personally. Look at your psychiatric hospital's surgery department, what has it become? Chaotic, not a single doctor looks like a doctor, and the ward conditions are so poor. I really don't know how you are the director of surgery!" Fan Yecheng shifted the blame back to Chen Fan.
"I think it's quite good." Chen Fan replied calmly.
"Quite good? I will write a formal report and submit it to the higher authorities. I am skeptical about the transformation of your psychiatric hospital into the Sixth Hospital!" Fan Yecheng reprimanded coldly.
As the director of surgery at the Third Hospital and a surgical expert in Jiangcheng, he indeed had the qualification to say such things.
Zheng Hairong's face turned cold, "Director Fan, be merciful. Are you determined to make things difficult for us?"
Fan Yecheng glanced at Zheng Hairong mockingly, a smug look on his face.
He had been unable to swallow his pride after failing to bring down the psychiatric hospital's surgery department last night. This morning, he specifically communicated with the vice president to lead a team to the psychiatric hospital for an exchange, with the sole purpose of publicly humiliating Chen Fan and the psychiatric hospital's surgery department.
Although there were some minor incidents, the outcome was at least what he desired.
With a smirk, Fan Yecheng said again, "Director Chen, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Now, your hospital's surgery department and you, apologize to me, and then rectify the surgery department according to my requirements, and I might be lenient."