Ghost doctor with clairvoyance

Director Zhou glanced indifferently at Ms. Zhang, who was kowtowing, and said coldly: "Ms. Zhang, I said, either you will be promoted to the VIP ward, or you will queue up with peace of mind, I really don't want to wait, then I can only persuade you to take your son to transfer to the hospital."

Lin Zifeng was also a little angry, this Director Zhou is a doctor anyway, and he should normally operate on Ms. Zhang's son.

But now that the operation is not done, I still want the other party to be upgraded to the VIP ward, which obviously feels that the red envelope given by Ms. Zhang is too small.

In fact, if Ms. Zhang gave the red envelope and Director Zhou accepted it for surgery, Lin Zifeng would not say anything.

However, this kind of doctor who forcibly wants to make money and disregards the life and death of patients is indeed a bit excessive.

"Director Zhou, you..." Mu Qingyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Director Zhou just after the words came out.

"Doctor Mu, what are you doing here? If you don't have anything to do, go down first, I know how to deal with my affairs myself, if you want to be nosy, then you can do this operation."

Director Zhou sneered again and again, in the entire traditional Chinese medicine hospital, he is the leader in the orthopedic department, if he does not operate, even if others go for surgery, it will be in vain.

Mu Qingyu then remembered that he had come to Director Zhou to buy remnant sunflowers, which offended Director Zhou, and I was afraid that he would be stumped again.

Just when Mu Qingyu was about to say something soft, Lin Zifeng behind her took the lead and said: "Ms. Zhang, if you believe me, I will treat your son's illness, free of charge!"

Director Zhou looked at Lin Zifeng when he heard this, and Ms. Zhang was also busy looking at Lin Zifeng.

Without waiting for Ms. Zhang to speak, Director Zhou just shouted coldly: "Boy, what are you? What nonsense are you talking about here? Have you got your medical school graduation certificate?

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Zifeng also didn't give Director Zhou a good look, and it was a violation of the regulations for the doctor to accept red envelopes from family members.

This Director Zhou actually wants more, and he doesn't care about the life and death of the patient, which is completely corrupting medical ethics.

Director Zhou's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "What kind of thing are you? What qualifications do you have to point fingers here, I, Zhou Zhishan, do things, and it is not your turn to say it."

Lin Zifeng shook his head, no longer paid attention to the clamoring Zhou Zhishan, and said to Ms. Zhang: "You take me to see your son, maybe I can cure it."

Ms. Zhang was overjoyed, she didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up, "Okay, you come with me, my son is in the ward downstairs."

Zhou Zhishan was even more furious when he saw this, he was ready to squeeze Ms. Zhang, as long as he was transferred to the VIP ward, then he would be able to earn an extra 60,000 yuan.

In Zhou Zhishan's view, Ms. Zhang is his "fat sheep", and Lin Zifeng is robbing his prey by doing so.

"Stinky boy, who are you? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Dare

to say that you are not ashamed to say that you can cure the disease, if you are cured, I will see what you will do!" Zhou Zhishan shouted angrily: "In our Anjiang City, in the field of orthopedics, there are few people who dare to say that they are better than me, don't say that you are a stunned young man, even if the directors of the orthopedic departments of other big hospitals come, they dare not say that they can cure that kid."

Lin Zifeng suddenly turned his head and sneered: "It turns out that you are not sure that you can cure Ms. Zhang's son, so you are embarrassed to let Ms. Zhang transfer to the VIP ward."

Mu Qingyu was also a little angry when she heard this, "Director Zhou, why are you so excessive, you need 100,000 yuan to upgrade the VIP ward, you are not sure, how can you do this kind of thing, isn't this a waste of money for patients?"

Ms. Zhang hid her face and cried at this time, feeling uncomfortable, but she was soft-spoken, and she didn't dare to offend people casually, so she could only cry vigorously.