Guozhi Emergency Department
Shen Youhuan, who went downstairs to find the leader, saw a figure in the crowd, and his eyes lit up: Is the sponsor's father here?
Compared to doctors at Guo Xie Ren, Guodu Ren and other major hospitals in the capital area, some doctors in Guozhi may have the clearest idea of what the famous financial backer's father looks like.
Because the sponsor’s father secretly came to Guozhi for a physical check-up.
When you see the sponsor’s father, you must say hello. Shen Youhuan passed through the crowd, came to Qi Yunfeng, and whispered: "Hello, Mr. Qi, do you have anything to say to our Director Zhang?"
The sponsor's father didn't like outsiders knowing that he came to the hospital. Doctors have to protect patients' confidentiality.
"Is Director Zhang here?" Qi Yunfeng asked.
"Here, he just went to the ICU and came back from seeing the patients." Shen Youhuan answered, leading him to Zhang Huayao's office.
On the way, Qi Yunfeng knew who he was and asked about the patients in the ICU: "Is that medical student Fan Yunyun feeling better?"
"You remember the patient's name, Mr. Qi." Shen Youhuan opened his mouth and smiled.
It's not easy for the sponsor's father to remember his name. It is reported that the patient had never met the sponsor’s father before the accident.
Qi Yunfeng joked with the doctor here: "Yes, I can't do it without remembering it."
"Is it because you donated a lot of money to her?"
"So be it."
Why doesn't it feel like it? Shen Youhuan thought. I don’t think so at all. To be honest, this medical expense is a sky-high price to others, but it is too little for my father, a financial backer with hundreds of millions of assets.
It should be said that rich people just donate as soon as they want, and they are definitely too lazy to carefully investigate the use of this money in person. If you want to pursue the case, send someone from below to check it to save time, effort and efficiency. In fact, for every donation, the donor father has his own team's mature audit process to handle the matter, and Qi Yunfeng does not need to do it himself.
Every move of the benefactor's father is fascinating. Shen Youhuan simply stopped asking, pushed open the office door, and let Boss Zhang ask himself.
When he heard the sound of someone coming in, Zhang Huayao was immersed in scanning the list, raised his head and said unhappily: "You didn't knock on the door?"
"Knocked." Shen Youhuan told the leader that he didn't hear the distinguished guest coming.
Upon discovering the distinguished guest, Zhang Huayao immediately stood up, put down the things in his hands and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Qi."
Walking forward and shaking hands with the other party, Qi Yunfeng said: "Director Zhang has worked hard during this period."
"It's hard work, it's not hard work." Zhang Huayao said, "It's Mr. Qi who has worked hard. It is said that you have been busy making money abroad all the way."
The donor’s father is the hardest worker, busy making money to help with the medical cause.
The secretary next to Qi Yunfeng laughed out loud. Therefore, the top bosses in the medical circle are all eloquent geniuses who are comparable to social butterflies.
"Mr. Qi, sit down and I'll get you a glass of water." Zhang Huayao said, not daring to let anyone else do it for him, so he went to make tea for the distinguished guest himself.
From now on, if there are any expensive equipment, expensive wards, or expensive experimental projects in the hospital, if possible, the donor father will donate a sum so that they don’t have to fight over it with other people.
A group of people had just sat down not long ago.
There was a bang outside, and classmate Wei Shangquan arrived running. Perhaps he was too excited to stop the car, and walked straight into Boss Zhang's office like a charging bull. It wasn't until Senior Brother Shen stared at him in astonishment that he remembered to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"You're giving me a 100-meter race?!" If it weren't for the distinguished guests watching, Shen Youhuan would have poked his finger on the junior brother's forehead to teach him a lesson.
(End of chapter)
