How Should I Choose?

Mingyang said with a smile.

This sentence was true and made Zhang Shengli look happy.

Who can face death with a smile? Now that there is a glimmer of life, ten people will fight for it.

Mingyang called Zheng Qian in front of everyone.

When Zheng Qian saw Mingyang's call, he was a little afraid to answer it. After all, he didn't understand the matter clearly.

"Hey, brother, I'm sorry about that, but don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

"No, Brother Zheng, we'll talk about this later. I need you to help me with something!"

"What's the matter?" Zheng Qian was really afraid that Mingyang wouldn't come to him to do things, so the fact that he was doing things to him meant that Ming Yang didn't take it seriously.

"Do you know Jishuitai Hospital in the Imperial Capital? I have a patient here who needs to be transferred there!"

"Oh? Jishui Terrace."

Zheng Qian quickly recalled it in his mind. He really didn't know anyone from Jishuitai, but how could Zheng Qian let Mingyang down?

After asking about Zhang Shengli's specific situation, Zheng Qian said on the phone:

"Brother, just wait for a few minutes and I'll make a call!"

"OK!"

Zheng Qian put down the phone, hesitated for a few seconds and then called his grandfather's secretary.

"Hey, Secretary Li? I have a friend who wants to be transferred to Jishuitai Hospital. Please help me do it!"

"But...old man, will you agree?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I will explain it to my grandpa myself!"

"Okay...okay!"

After Secretary Li hung up the phone, he called the director of Sekisuidai Hospital and immediately sent a car to pick up a cancer patient in Heilongjiang Province.

The dean knew whose phone number this was, Mr. Zheng’s secretary.

How dare he refuse, he immediately contacted people to go to the Black Province.

Zhang Shengli's physical condition is not suitable for flying, so taking a car is the safest way.

After Mingyang hung up the phone, he chatted with Zhang Shengli for a while.

After a while, I received a call from Zheng Qian.

After the two exchanged words, Mingyang hung up the phone and said to Zhang Pao and Zhang Shengli:

"The contact has been made. We will send a car to pick you up right away!"

Naturally, Zhang Pao would not doubt his boss. If the boss said that Sekishuitai would send a car to pick him up, he would definitely come to pick him up.

But other patients in the ward started joking.

"Young man, you're so good, why don't you transfer it to us? I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a bonus!"

"That's right, young man, you are so awesome. Can you just call Jishuitai to pick someone up?"

Mingyang was too lazy to get along with these people. After talking to Zhang Pao, Mingyang got up and walked out of the ward.

This ward is too noisy. Even though Zhang Shengli is about to be transferred to another hospital, Mingyang is still prepared to change him to a single room!

So, after asking the little nurse in the corridor, Mingyang came to the door of the dean's office.

Mingyang didn't call anyone, but knocked on the door and walked in.

"Who are you?"

The dean raised his head and looked at Mingyang who came in with a confused expression.

"Dean, right? My name is Mingyang. There is a person named Zhang Shengli in the oncology department. Please give her a private room!"

"Um?"

Dean Wu Yong put down the pen in his hand, cleared his throat and said: "Young man, if you want to change wards, just go to the department. I am the dean and I don't care about this kind of thing!"

Mingyang knows that every hospital has a single ward. Even if Zhang Shengli stays for one night, Mingyang is ready to let him handle the matter. After all, his son has given his life to him.

After Wu Yong finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Mingyang did not go out, but sat on the sofa in the dean's office and made a phone call.

The dean raised his head again, anger on his face.

But after hearing what was on the phone, Wu Yong stopped the urge to call security.

"Hey, Secretary Shao, yes, I, Mingyang, this is the first time I have contacted you. It's like this. I have a friend whose father is hospitalized in the third hospital. He wants to live in a single room. Look!"

Secretary Shao had left a phone number with Mingyang at first, but he didn't expect that the first call would be because of work. Thinking about it again, it was not something illegal, Secretary Shao assured him.

After hanging up the phone, Mingyang crossed his legs.

"Young man, do you know Secretary Shao?"

Wu Yong said with a puzzled look.

Mingyang didn't speak, but nodded.

really. A few seconds later, a call from Secretary Shao of the Municipal Party Committee called his mobile phone.

Wu Yong's expression changed and he immediately chose to answer the call respectfully.

"Yes. Here with me!" Wu Yong also raised his head and glanced at Mingyang.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I promise to complete the task!"

Wu Yong hung up the phone, stood up quickly, and went straight to Mingyang.

The two held hands.

Wu Yong said eagerly: "It turns out that you are the son of the chairman of Qilin Group. If you mention Director Ming, you don't even need to call Secretary Shao. Director Ming's face is equally great!"

Mingyang Yile, this Wu Yong is really that...

After the two argued with each other for a while, Mingyang said: "Please, Dean Wu, please change the ward now!"

"Okay, okay, I'll personally arrange that patient to the senior cadre ward."

Every hospital has a senior cadre ward. As for you not being able to stay in it, it must be because the level is not high enough!

The two of them walked towards the oncology department together.

Passing by the director's office, Wu Yong knocked on the door without politeness.

"Old Liu, come out!"

Director Liu was looking at the cases and walked out immediately when he heard the dean's voice.

"Dean, you are here!" Director Liu said enthusiastically.

The two are old classmates, and there is no so-called superiority and inferiority concept. However, one is taking the political route, and the other has been specializing in medicine.

"This is Zhang Shengli's family member. Now move him to the senior cadre ward!"

Director Liu was shocked. He knew about Zhang Shengli. His son worked as a security guard at the entrance of the Engineering University and also did some odd jobs. His son had approached him countless times, hoping to reduce some of the surgery fees.

Why are you going to be admitted to the senior cadre ward after not seeing each other for a few days?

But these were not what he should have thought about, so he immediately ordered his head nurse to transfer the patient to a senior official.

Then several nurses entered the ward.

Zhang Shengli and Zhang Pao were still in a daze when they saw the nurse asking Zhang Shengli to get up and put on his belongings.

But the nurse had already helped pick up some things, and Zhang Pao asked: "Nurse, what does this mean? We have already paid the hospitalization fee, why are you chasing us?"

Other patients in the ward watched the excitement.

But I heard the nurse say: "The director just informed our director to move the patient in this bed to a senior officer! We don't know the rest!"

Senior cadre?

These two words hold great weight in the hearts of Chinese people!

Even staying in the hospital is divided into three levels.

High-ranking cadres are naturally like countless high-ranking people.

What's more, it is a senior cadre of the three academies. It is said that only those above the director level can use it!

Zhang Pao also guessed that it was his boss who took care of the matter, and felt even warmer in his heart.