Back in 2002 as a doctor

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His goal was never Jin Sansheng, but Keats Hospital.

Speaking of this, Zhou Congwen sighed, then turned his head and looked at the chairman of Keats Group with great interest.

"Chen Dong, your ribbon-cutting may be ruined." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

The face of the chairman of the Keats Group changed again and again. He looked at Zhou Congwen intently, "Your surname."

"912, Zhou Congwen."

"This is..." Academician Chu wanted to introduce Zhou Congwen to the chairman of the Keats Group, but felt bored for a while.

He paused for a moment, then sighed, "Chen Dong, let's leave it at that for the ribbon-cutting. I'll be back."

The chairman of the Keats Group was taken aback, and he hurried up to grab Academician Chu.

"Academician Chu, look at you..."

Seeing the chairman of the Keats Group stretching out his hand to pull him, Academician Chu simply stood up, flicked his sleeves slightly, and shook off that hand.He didn't communicate with Zhou Congwen either, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

This muddy water will be very muddy. After all, Academician Chu has worked with Zhou Congwen and knows him and Huang Lao well.

What will happen next, Academician Chu has his own guess.

Since Zhou Congwen said so, there must be someone behind him, and this matter will not come to an end with Jin Sansheng jumping off the building.

A Jin Sansheng, even if Huang Lao didn't make a move, Zhou Congwen could crush him to pieces with a flick of his fingers.

But Zhou Congwen's previous actions obviously had a second move, a thunderous method.

When Chen Dong saw Academician Chu turn around and leave, he hurriedly followed, "Academician Chu, what are you doing? We haven't cut the ribbon yet."

As he spoke, he looked back at Zhou Congwen.

"How big a wave can a small fish make."

small fish?Is Zhou Congwen a small fish?Academician Chu glanced at Zhou Congwen who was sitting upright, feeling helpless.

Although Zhou Congwen is young, he is definitely sitting at the top of the food chain. His strength is beyond words, whether it is technology or...

Thinking of this, Huang Lao's figure appeared in front of Academician Chu.

He stood half outside the door and half inside the door, with his arms held by Mr. Chen.

In a daze, Academician Chu saw a person from the hospital running over at a high speed. It should be time to ask Mr. Chen to cut the ribbon.

But suddenly, Academician Chu had hallucinations. He was still thinking about Huang Lao just now, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the old man with his back bent and a group of people walking over.

It must be an illusion, Academician Chu sighed.

The words Zhou Congwen denounced Jin Sansheng also fell on Academician Chu's heart like a boulder.

Academician Chu has heard about these things, but he has never cared about them, and he has never paid attention to them.

Do your own work well, and don't do those conscientious things by yourself. Academician Chu has a basic evaluation of himself.

In the end, it all came together in one sentence - don't care about business.

But Zhou Congwen was upright, and the words he patted Jin Sansheng on the face touched Academician Chu.

Does it really have nothing to do with yourself?

If you want to hide far away, you shouldn't be here in the first place.If you work as a minion for a tiger, do you also count as a part?

Of course, Academician Chu understood what he meant by coming to the platform. In the future, the photo of himself cutting the ribbon will be hung in Keats Hospital. The doctors here will introduce the dignified Academician Chu to the patients. Trust our hospital, that’s right.

Play for the tiger!

Zhou Congwen's scolding just now echoed in Academician Chu's ears.

Although I didn't make the doctor's order, I didn't see the patients by myself, and I didn't do those unconscionable things by myself, but my behavior can be said to be a helper for tigers.

This is because of a guilty conscience, which is why he had hallucinations. Academician Chu felt ashamed for a while.

"Academician Chu is also there."

A familiar voice broke the cranky thoughts in Academician Chu's mind.

Huang Lao walked over with his hands behind his back, pulling his shoes, like a cleaning old man, and greeted Academician Chu kindly.

Not a hallucination!

Zhou Congwen actually moved out his own great god, what a hatred, what a hatred!

Academician Chu was stunned for a moment, and immediately greeted with a smile on his face, "Old Huang, are you free? I was thinking about finishing this matter and visiting you."

"Oh, I received a report to take a look. I still have a part-time job in the medical insurance center, so I'll join in the fun." Mr. Huang walked past Academician Chu and said leisurely.

"Report, who reported it?" Chen Dong was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Zhou Congwen reported it to our 912 doctor."

"!!!"

Oh shit!

Zhou Congwen really moved his boss out for an impossible matter, Academician Chu immediately understood the truth of the matter.

"Boss." Zhou Congwen appeared next to Mr. Huang as if he had teleported. The murderous aura on his body before was gone, and he said with a smile, "You are here."

"Well, let's see if there is any illegal phenomenon of hedging."

Chen Dong was stunned.

He didn't get any news, so it's supposed to be impossible, how big a person can do this.

This suddenness sent chills to the chairman of the Keats Group.

Why didn't I get the news?

It must be that the old man in front of him has unleashed a power beyond his own ability.

This is the crushing of absolute strength!

Director Dou bowed when he saw Huang Lao coming, and after saying hello, he stood in the corner and watched silently Huang Lao and the chairman of the Keats Group talking.

Huang Lao's words are very kind, like a consultation in 912, kindly as if he is old, as if he no longer has a temper.

But Director Dou can feel Huang Lao's thinking is clear and logical after only listening to a few sentences.

Although the chairman of the Keats Group kept trying to draw Huang Lao's attention away, who was Huang Lao?How many patients have I seen in my life, and Huang Lao knows the tricky clinical tricks.

In fact, Director Dou also knew that many patients in Keats Hospital were hospitalized without illness, and no one came, just hanging up in bed.

A part of the fee is given to patients every day, ranging from 35 to [-] yuan, and Tzu Chi Hospital makes profits from it.

Director Dou doesn't know the specific details, but after much deliberation, it remains the same.

Although the chairman of the Keats Group is not an outsider, he is not good enough in front of Mr. Huang.After asking a few words, his forehead and temples were covered with cold sweat, and he began to stammer.

But Mr. Huang was still the same. He looked old, but he didn't ask a single word, and he was simple and direct.

After listening for 10 minutes, Director Dou was in a trance. He knew that the Keats Group was finished.

Chapter 1577 The Boss Is Very Willful

Director Dou shivered, and he quickly glanced at the people in the small meeting room out of the corner of his eye, especially the kind Mr. Huang.

But Mr. Huang seemed to feel Director Dou's eyes, and he looked at him, smiled slightly, kind and easy-going.

Director Dou felt so embarrassed, he bent down and greeted Mr. Huang from a distance, then pretended he didn't understand anything, and walked out quietly.

Zhou Congwen is really ruthless. He mobilizes so many people for a strange patient who is out of reach. Does it really make sense for him to do so?

Private hospitals similar to Keats Hospital hedge insurance, treat patients indiscriminately, scare people with so-called high-end terms, make people think they are very professional, and end up with a whole body of problems after spending a lot of money.

These are already the norm, and everyone is not surprised.

How many patients also use their chronic disease cards to prescribe various medicines for high blood pressure and diabetes and sell them at the pharmacy opposite the hospital.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish, so why bother.

Alas, Zhou Congwen is too arrogant, and Mr. Huang is too used to this closed disciple.

Director Dou felt a little dazed. He walked out of the gate of the office building of Keats Hospital. The red carpet at the gate was so eye-catching.

The flower baskets, balloons, and red cloth for cutting the ribbon are still there, but in Director Dou's view, they all look decayed.

He stood at the door for a while, not knowing whether he should leave or not, his mind was blank.

Suddenly someone patted Director Dou on the shoulder.

"Director Dou, what are you doing?" Zhou Congwen asked in a very easy-going way, without any trace of sternness.

"Little...Professor Zhou." Director Dou managed to squeeze out a smile and looked at the sky, "There are many people in the room, so I'll come out to catch my breath."

"Smoking a cigarette?" Zhou Congwen took out the ganoderma lucidum, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette jumped out.

"Not so lucky." Director Dou tried hard to restrain his impression of Zhou Congwen's domineering, and said with a smile, "I'd better smoke mine. You are so young, can you still smoke Huang Lao's cigarettes?"

When he said this, Director Dou couldn't help feeling a little sarcastic.

But he immediately realized, what happened to him?Zhou Congwen... well, this young man...

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen held the filter in his mouth, and the lighter in his hand burst into flames. He leaned in front of Director Dou and lit Director Dou's cigarette first.

"That happened the year before last. An old patient of the boss had a problem. The boss went to Jianghai City for consultation and surgery. I went to the train station to pick up the boss. When we met for the first time, I smelled a familiar smell on him."

"You know, this smoke is too strong, not many people smoke it."

Director Dou was taken aback. What Zhou Congwen meant was that he smoked Ganoderma lucidum before?Director Dou always believed that Zhou Congwen got used to the smell of cheap and pungent tobacco just to flatter Huang Lao.

"The boss is busy. My head hurts from hearing it. Come out and relax." Zhou Congwen changed the subject and said with a smile, "Director Dou is also here to cut the ribbon today?"

"Oh." Director Dou sighed, hesitated again and again, he still persuaded, "Professor Zhou, stay on the front line, so that we can meet each other in the future. You don't know their energy, this trouble is not small."

"I know." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Yesterday I went to the boss with a copy of the medical records. The boss had already told me that it might affect my selection of Changjiang Scholars."

"!!!" Director Dou was startled.

It seems that the pressure on the other side is sincere. Zhou Congwen did not act hastily, but after careful consideration. He didn't even know how many benefits were exchanged behind the scenes.

"Does the boss insist?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "You know, the boss and his generation can't see this."

"Is it Mr. Huang's insistence?" Director Dou felt that the painting style was a bit wrong. He always thought that Zhou Congwen was arrogant and domineering.

But Zhou Congwen actually said that Huang Lao insisted, and the benefits in exchange turned out to be Zhou Congwen's Yangtze River scholars.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Congwen smiled, "I don't like it either, but I'm timid and have weak shoulders, so I can't handle such a big thing."

"There are too many things that I can't understand." Director Dou said in a trance.

"Do it when you see it. It's more important to understand the mind." Zhou Congwen said, "How old is the boss, how many times can he be self-willed."

"..." Director Dou became more and more confused when he heard Zhou Congwen's words.

"Professor Xiao Zhou, Mr. Huang wants to..."

"That's right, I'm so young, I don't have anything to do to cause trouble." Zhou Congwen said vaguely with a white ganoderma lucidum in his mouth, "They're very dark, I know it all."

"..."

Director Dou looked sideways at Zhou Congwen's young face. He felt that he was in a particularly bad state today and had hallucinations.

Obviously Zhou Congwen was extremely young, but he could see the vicissitudes and gravity on Zhou Congwen's face.

"Professor Xiao Zhou, Mr. Huang and Keats probably don't have a chance to meet each other."

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled and looked sideways at Director Dou.

The four eyes met, the eyes collided and intertwined, sparks flew everywhere.

In less than 3 seconds, Director Dou was defeated.

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "The boss has met a few patients, one of them is a man who cut his skin in a private hospital."

"At the beginning, it was agreed to be 500 yuan, but after the anesthesia was given, the doctor who performed the operation began to tell the patient how serious his condition was, such as zx, yw, etc. You are an old clinic, and you know how to scare patients. .”

Director Dou nodded.

"Then just increase the price, what continuous stitching, it looks beautiful." Zhou Congwen smiled at this point, and then sighed.

"It's about 800 yuan." Director Dou said in a low voice.

"Well, if things get to this point, the boss will never meet that patient." Zhou Congwen said, "After the operation, it is said that the wound was baked with a baking lamp, and it healed well. It costs 15 yuan a time, twice a day."

An ominous premonition rose in Director Dou's heart.