world famous doctor

Chapter 312 Who is in charge

"Perhaps there are hundreds of medical staff in this hospital, and only you, the dean, are kept in the dark. I'm not afraid to tell you clearly. Everyone has spread that Zhou Chen is the illegitimate son of you, the dean. Otherwise, you They will not protect him in every possible way."

After the words fell, Lin Zhenghua stopped arguing with the other party.

It's not because what the other party said is the truth, but this rumor really makes him feel ridiculous and nonsensical.

Both sides fell into silence for a while.

The atmosphere in the office was extremely depressing.

Lin Zhenghua's heart was as disturbed as weeds.

He returned to his chair and sat down, smoking a cigarette by himself.

In his heart, a wave of anger was constantly rushing upwards.

Such rumors are intolerable.

He secretly decided that he must find out the source, who made the rumor, and he must be severely punished without mercy.

After a while, Dean Lin Zhenghua asked with an extremely ugly face:

"Then... who made this rumor?"

"This... everyone spreads it like this, who knows who said it."

Chen Qingyun froze for a moment.

Of course he couldn't put this shit bowl on his head.

Lin Zhenghua has been holding on to this topic, and seems to be very entangled.

"You have to tell me why today."

Chen Qingyun sighed and shook his head again.

"Dean Lin, I'm not here to discuss the relationship between you and Zhou Chen with you. I'm here to seek justice from Vice President He Yu."

As long as Chen Qingyun can suppress Zhou Chen for revenge, he can find any excuse.

Lin Zhenghua glared at Chen Qingyun angrily, and said in a very hard voice:
"I don't want to explain this matter too much. The so-called capable people live in it. This is a bet between He Yu and Zhou Chen before. Whoever finishes the medical project first will be qualified for this position..."

Before Chen Qingyun could speak, Lin Zhenghua added with a dignified expression:
"If anyone dares to make a big fuss about this matter in the future, don't blame me, Lin Zhenghua, for being rude to him!"

Speaking of this, Chen Qingyun, who had just looked like asking a teacher for a crime, looked cold now.

After being silent for a while, he said no more, turned and left the dean's office with a bitter expression on his face.

……

Zhou Chen and Liu Hanwen were still busy in the Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center as usual, diagnosing diseases and getting medicines for the patients who came for consultation.

Both Liu Hai and Zhu Dayong held the prescription in their hands, and were concentrating on grasping the medicine.

Gu Qing, on the other hand, would maintain the order of medical treatment and do odd jobs in the lobby outside of the usual meal times.

At this time, a few men in hard hats, black suits, and white shirts walked into the hospital.

They held a blueprint in their hands, and some other documents.

After entering the door, a man who claimed to be the project manager took the lead and said:

"Who is in charge of your medical center?"

I don't know if it's because of his low voice, or because Liu Hanwen was too focused on the patient's consultation and didn't hear his question.

The project manager was a little annoyed when he saw that no one was paying attention to him.

So his face sank all of a sudden, and he shouted loudly:

"Stop, stop, stop, I won't see a doctor today, and all irrelevant personnel will go out for me."

Those patients who were queuing up for consultation turned around to look at these men. They all had fierce looks on their faces, and none of them dared to disobey, and turned around and left the hospital.

There were also a few bold ones who took a few steps back, stood in the corner, and turned to look at Liu Hanwen and Zhou Chen.

It's like waiting to see a scene that is about to happen.

Only then did Liu Hanwen stand up, and hurriedly walked towards the other party, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handing out one to each of them.

This is politeness, and it can also be said to be a kind of flattery.

Liu Hanwen asked while distributing cigarettes:
"I don't know how many people, what are you doing today?"

The project manager's subordinates took the cigarettes and started smoking.

The project manager put on a face, he didn't smoke, and said loudly:

"The backyard of your hospital is preparing to plan a new real estate project. Now that the bidding has been completed, it is time to enter the pre-construction stage. The backyard of your hospital is within our construction red line, so... ..."

Halfway through the conversation, Liu Hanwen already understood what the other party meant.

He interrupted with a smile: "This old man, I understand, it means that the backyard of our medical center needs to be demolished, right?"

"It's good that you understand, we are here to inform you today, quickly pack up all the items in your backyard and move them away, and we will send an engineering team to demolish them later..."

The project manager spoke very bluntly, and his attitude was extremely bad. His tone had a strong taste of order, and his expression seemed to allow no room for negotiation.

Liu Hanwen felt this was surprising.

With a helpless look on his face, he could only smile wryly.

Looking back, he asked again doubtfully:
"Why didn't the landlord notify me about this before?"

Hearing this, the project manager knew that the Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center was only rented by Liu Hanwen.

But it doesn't matter, he added:
"If this medical center is not yours, please tell your landlord that this backyard needs to be demolished. As for the compensation, I will give her a satisfactory price later."

Those subordinates and followers standing behind the project manager, what are they talking and laughing about?
It seems to follow to occupy the field, increasing the momentum.

Liu Hanwen thought for a while in silence.

After all, this medical center is just a tenant to me.

He has no right to agree to the other party's request for demolition.

He also knows that this matter is of great importance, and he cannot be the master of the stakes.

Looking back, Liu Hanwen had no choice but to smile apologetically at the other party and said:

"How about this, I'll call the landlady now, and you should tell her face to face."

The project manager squinted at Liu Hanwen, and said with a cold face:

"Then hurry up, don't waste our time."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and one of the men behind him took a paint bucket to the backyard to draw a circle and write a big Chinese character.

Liu Hanwen didn't dare to have the slightest hesitation.

He took out his mobile phone and immediately called the landlady.

After the landlady heard that her backyard was going to be demolished, she rushed over in a hurry.

After the project manager briefly and concisely explained the situation to her, the landlady did not readily agree to the other party's request. Instead, she asked with an imposing manner:

"Then... How much compensation can you give in my backyard?"

The corner of the project manager's mouth curled into a sly smile.

"We all calculate by square meter. How many square meters is your backyard?"

(End of this chapter)