Chapter 6763
How Can He Be Placed in a Regular Ward?
The sound was like a fine needle, piercing one's heart.
Not long after they left, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.
Like drumbeats, they grew increasingly dense.
Dean Yang, heavily pregnant and covered in sweat, rushed over.
His hair was disheveled, and the buttons on his white coat were fastened incorrectly.
The tie hung askew around his neck, like a drooping snake.
There were still a few mud spots on his leather shoes, clearly indicating that he had run all the way here and didn't care about his appearance.
He shouted as he ran.
"Old Wang! Divine Doctor Xiao!"
"I'm late!"
The voice was filled with anxiety and fear.
"Old Wang! I deserve to die!"
"I deserve to die!"
Dean Yang trembled violently, like a startled quail.
Then he bowed at a 90-degree angle, the movement so perfect it seemed like he had rehearsed it countless times.
He pressed his forehead down so hard it almost touched his knees.
The fat on his face trembled slightly from the exertion.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, wetting his collar.
He didn't bother wiping himself away and continued speaking with a sob in his voice.
"Tomorrow I'll host a banquet with ten tables at the Shangri-La Hotel and invite that bastard Yun Jingguo over."
"Make him kowtow to you and apologize in front of everyone!"
"Old Wang, you are the backbone of our hospital. Please don't hold it against me."
“If you get angry and leave, half the sky will fall down in this hospital. How will we be able to maintain our image in the future?”
Wang Maosheng merely snorted coldly, his voice as chilling as the north wind in winter, sending shivers down one's spine.
He slightly raised his hand, pointed to the ward next door, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Is Dr. Xiao's friend still staying in a regular ward?"
"What nonsense is this!"
Dean Yang then seemed to wake from a dream and looked in the direction Wang Maosheng was pointing.
Only then did he notice Xiao Chen, who was standing calmly to the side.
His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his wet clothes clung tightly to his body, sending a chill down his spine.
Although he didn't know Xiao Chen, how could someone who could command such respect from Wang Maosheng be an ordinary person?
He had a bad feeling in his heart, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down again.
He struggled to his feet and stammered.
"Dr. Xiao! I'm so sorry! It was my oversight that I didn't arrange things properly."
"I'll arrange a VIP suite for your friend right away. That's the most luxurious and comfortable ward in our hospital, with all the necessary facilities."
"We will also arrange the best expert team, which are top figures in the industry with rich clinical experience."
"All fees are waived! No, our hospital will even cover the nutritional supplement costs!"
"Don't worry, Dr. Xiao, I will take good care of your friend, just like I would my own family."
"If there is even the slightest mishap, I will give up my position as dean and resign to apologize!"
Xiao Chen remained unmoved, his expression still calm. He glanced at Dean Yang and asked, "I heard the surgery costs tens of millions. What kind of surgery is so expensive?"
"This fee is outrageously high. Is there something fishy going on?"
Upon hearing this, Dean Yang showed a slightly embarrassed expression, like a child who had done something wrong.
He rubbed his hands together and said cautiously.
"Of course it's not that expensive, it's just that we need to invite outside experts for consultation, and that's where some of the costs come in..."
“Someone here did something unethical and took money they shouldn’t have.”
"Dr. Xiao, please rest assured, we will refund all your money. We will not dare to charge you a single penny more."
“I will go back and investigate this matter thoroughly, find out who has embezzled and accepted bribes, and punish them severely.”
Xiao Chen frowned slightly, a hint of impatience in his eyes, and said.
"Forget it, I can't be bothered with your business."
"Right now, I'm only concerned about my friend's mother's condition. I need to get her moved to the most luxurious ward and receive the best treatment as soon as possible."
"If it doesn't work out, I'll just switch hospitals. I believe that with my abilities, it won't be difficult to find a place where I can get proper treatment."
His words, though plain, carried an undeniable authority.
"No, Dr. Xiao, please don't switch hospitals!"
"I'll have someone prepare right away, and I guarantee that everything will be arranged perfectly in the shortest possible time, to your absolute satisfaction."
As Dean Yang spoke, he hurriedly pulled his phone out of his pocket and swiped his fingers across the screen, contacting various departments.
He's a shrewd man. Having worked in the medical field for so many years, he knows exactly who he can and cannot offend.
Moreover, he had done this kind of thing more than once, prioritizing treatment and providing special services for important figures. For him, it was something he was very familiar with, like a skilled craftsman handling his familiar tools.
"So be it."
Xiao Chen remained calm, his slender fingers lightly tapping the hem of his clothes with an elegant and composed gesture.
He was wearing a black shirt, which looked to be made of a very high-end material.
A single, subtly patterned button gleamed coldly under the pale corridor lights, seemingly radiating an aloof indifference that kept people at a distance.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath them, making it impossible to discern the emotions in his eyes.
His calm demeanor contrasted sharply with the anxious crowd around him, who paced back and forth nervously.
Some people around him frowned, muttering to themselves about what to do; others hurried between the wards, relaying messages.
Xiao Chen, however, was like a lotus blooming in the noisy world, aloof and independent, as if the chaos around him had nothing to do with him.
Yun Yuyan stood to the side, her fingers, which had been gripping the hem of her clothes, suddenly loosened and then quickly clenched again, repeating this several times.
Her sharp nails dug crescent-shaped red marks into her palm, and the slight stinging sensation paled in comparison to the shock she felt at that moment.
Just hours before, she was trapped in a deep abyss of despair.
She stood in front of the payment window, her eyes red and brimming with tears, which seemed like beads from a broken string, ready to fall at any moment.
Her voice was choked with sobs as she pleaded desperately.
"Please, give me a few more days. I will definitely raise the money for the surgery."
“My mother is still waiting for surgery in her hospital bed. I can’t let her wait like this.”
However, the nurse remained expressionless, her eyes as cold as ice stones, mechanically repeating the chilling words, "Medication will be discontinued due to unpaid fees."
The voice struck her heart like a hammer blow, filling her with despair and helplessness, as if the whole world had collapsed.
But at this moment, the scene before my eyes has undergone a dramatic change.
The dean was hunched over, his once straight back now bent like a bow, his face plastered with a fawning smile that looked so hypocritical. (End of Chapter)