This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 708 The most combative group

Du Heng looked at the young man speechlessly.

Judging from this short period of time, this is a very egotistical and arrogant young man, and judging by the way he acts, this is a spoiled child, a spoiled child with abnormal IQ.

"First of all, please take your money back."

"Hey, no need." Qiao Zhenghai said with a sneer, "Go to my house now and see my father. The money is your consultation fee. If you don't know how to praise, then you can keep the money, it will be used in the hospital .”

Du Heng was almost laughed out of anger, "All right, all right, then wait a moment, I'll make a call."

He knew that those who could do this kind of thing were either rich or powerful.A family without any influence cannot raise such a domineering child.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Du Heng called Wu Shengnan's elder brother directly.

Brother Wu Shengnan on the phone said lazily, "I have nothing to do, I'm sitting in the office drinking tea."

"You're so timid."

"If you think about it, I'll change your job too?" Wu Shengnan's eldest brother responded cheerfully.

Du Heng also chuckled, "Forget it, I can't sit still. By the way, I'll ask you for someone."

"You said."

"The son's name is Qiao Zhenghai, and the father's name is Qiao Yuncheng. Do you know him?"

"Qiao Yuncheng has met him a few times, but Qiao Zhenghai has only heard about it, but never met him. What's the matter?"

Du Heng pinched the phone and glanced at Qiao Zhenghai who was opposite, he said with a smile, "This young man named Qiao Zhenghai said, tell me to be more careful when I go out in the future, he will hit me to death."

"Fuck, this kid's heart is full of shit, can he say that?" Wu Shengnan's voice on the other side of the phone immediately became more energetic.

"I don't know if I'm confused, but the person is right in front of me now."

"In your office?"

"Correct."

"Let this kid wait for me there, I'll be right there."

"What if he doesn't wait for you?"

"Then he can try it."

After hanging up the phone, Du Heng looked at Qiao Zhenghai, "You probably heard it too, should we wait and see?"

A trace of panic flashed across Qiao Zhenghai's face, but then he said stiffly, "Wait, wait, can he still eat me? I want to see if he dares to offend me just because of you, a rural son-in-law." Joe's."

Fuck, have you read too many overbearing novels?

Du Heng once again felt that this young man's mind was out of order, so he ignored him immediately.

But with such an extra person in the office, it is really inconvenient to talk about things. Du Heng thought for a while, and then he directly called Vice President Zhang and walked outside together.

Directly opposite the gate of the hospital, on a black banner were printed eight large white characters, "Unscrupulous hospitals take human life carelessly".

This is not over yet, under the banner, besides the five people who had already been here yesterday, there are five more people.They were burning paper money there, and several women were crying loudly.

With the continuous addition of paper money, black smoke continued to come out of the broken washbasin, and as cars continued to pass quickly on the road, the air flow brought up paper ash and flew all over the sky.

The old men and women around finally found some fun. Such excitement broke their usual life like a dry well.

Accompanied by paper dust all over the sky and the sound of mourning, they slowly gathered at a place 20 meters away from the group, carrying small mats and benches.

And looking at the old people who kept gathering on the road, this scale is still expanding.

Is it the banner that the old lady likes to look at?

of course not.

Do old men like to watch funerals?
Of course not.

What they like is the story behind this incident, the experience that made the family so painful behind it.

Only after knowing the story behind this, can they sit on the small bench with peace of mind and start to comment on the parties involved.

No, no, no, it's not a judgment, it's an 'objective and fair' evaluation.

Only in this way can their five or sixty years of experience be used, and their moral sense can be released and satisfied.

Only in this way can they make their boring, unchanging life, which can be seen at a glance, and the life that is about to face great terror, appear such slight ripples.

So, when Du Heng and Vice President Zhang appeared at the gate, they saw those mourners surrounded by old men and old ladies.

They faithfully fulfilled the obligation of a listener, listened carefully to the complaints of the women on the opposite side, and would nod their heads in agreement from time to time, and then condemned the hospital and Du Heng.

When these people said yesterday that they were 'beaten' and 'drived away' by the hospital, several old men and women strongly expressed their indignation and expressed spiritual encouragement to them.

After everything was finished, several old men and women left contentedly and joined the discussion on the 'Justice League' not far away.

And behind them, several old people later quickly filled the vacancy after they left, and saw the woman who was just talking about, and started to give a speech again.

"What's going on? Why did they pull up the banner again?" Du Heng looked at the bustling scene opposite, and Du Heng's face turned black.

Vice President Zhang also looked constipated, and said in a hateful voice, "After going to work in the morning, they pulled it up. I went to negotiate with them in person, but they ignored them at all and didn't come to the hospital.

They said, if you want to talk, talk there. "

Du Heng's eyelids trembled, "Let the security go over, tear things up, and drive people away, what kind of talk is that?"

But Vice President Zhang shook his head in embarrassment, "No, President, they are on the crosswalk opposite, and we have no right to take care of the affairs on the opposite side."

"Call the police, we can't take care of it, so let the police take care of it, just watch them make trouble like this?" Du Heng said angrily.

"This group of people has learned to be good. They are not making trouble in the hospital now, and they will not affect the normal order of our hospital. The police have nothing to do with it."

Du Heng turned his head and glanced at Vice President Zhang. He was really disappointed with his behavior.

Du Heng didn't care about Vice President Zhang, and walked directly to the group, "Please remove the banner and leave with your things, or I'll call the police."

It's just that Du Heng's words are like farting in their ears, and no one pays attention to Du Heng at all, including those uncles and aunts who came to inquire about the news.

The black banners, large white characters, and paper dust all over the sky made Du Heng very angry. For a moment, he wanted to kick over the broken pot in front of him.

But looking at the old men and old ladies with burning eyes and the excitement about to erupt in their eyes, Du Heng took a deep breath and endured it.

Taking another look at the mourners, Du Heng turned and left.

And this walk also took away the passion of watching the old man and the old lady, all of them sighed in disappointment.

Du Heng didn't go back to the hospital, but went directly to the sub-district office in the back street.

He can't do anything with these people, but there is a way over the street.

Soon, Du Heng found Director Wu of the street on the third floor, and Director Wu also received Du Heng warmly.

Although there was relatively little contact between the two of them, when his daughter-in-law gave birth in the hospital and gave birth to his grandson, the city women and children gave him great preferential treatment, so the relationship is still ok.

When the two met, Du Heng exchanged a few pleasantries, and then directly explained the purpose of coming, and the matter over there was not something he could delay.

Now, as long as every extra minute, those old men and women will have more conversations and make people around them more suspicious.

After more than half a year of hard work, the word-of-mouth accumulated for the city's women and children has disappeared.

This is absolutely unbearable harm to the hospital.

Director Wu was unequivocal after hearing Du Hengshu's words. He called the grid administrator directly and gave her a death order: confiscate the banners and throw away the broken pots.

As for the expulsion of people, Director Wu personally explained to Du Heng that they did not have this authority and could not do that.

In this regard, Du Heng did not force it.

As long as the eye-catching banners and the annoying broken washbasin are thrown away, those people are cats without minions, and crying alone can't cause any big troubles.

Du Heng saw Director Wu agreed, so he didn't stay any longer, said goodbye and left the street office.

It was only after he left that Director Wu whispered a few more words to the gridman, and then let the gridman handle the matter.

Back at the hospital, Du Heng didn't go back to the office, but directly sat in the security guard's duty room, staring straight at the opposite side, watching the paper ashes flying up from time to time.

Du Heng didn't pay any more attention to Vice President Zhang who was following him all the time.

After a while, the grid administrator who met just now came over wearing a red uniform vest, and came together with several of her colleagues.

Many, a mighty group.

"Comrade, we don't allow hanging banners here, take them away." When the grid operator was speaking, other colleagues stood behind her and looked at everything in front of her curiously.

City women and children, the two units are separated by a street, so they are very familiar with each other.

Du Heng is also a figure who has taken off both fame and reputation recently.

Now that such a sudden occurrence made their curiosity overflow, they really wanted to grab these people and ask if Du Heng really made a mistake and put them to death.

But their identities and job responsibilities do not allow them to ask such gossip questions, so one by one, they can only express their curiosity with their eyes.

Surrounded by the sudden appearance of red vests, the few people who were crying and burning paper were stunned for a moment.

They have dealt with the police, they have dealt with security guards, they have dealt with doctors, nurses, and hospital leaders, but they have never dealt with people on the street.

But when they think about it, a small street clerk is not at hand.

So after being slightly dazed, everyone began to cry and howl, and began to exert pressure from various aspects such as words, sounds, actions, and morals.

It is said that they are helping the evildoers, that they are colluding with others, and that they are bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

But they may have overlooked one point, the front-line staff on the street, they are not small party dishes, they are the group with the most combat effectiveness and execution ability.

So seeing these few people dare to suppress them in terms of voice and morality, how could the grid staff ignore them? With a wave of their little hands, the colleagues behind them stepped forward and tore down the banner on the wall.

"Tell you that you don't listen, what are you going to do?" The grid operator was very angry, "This is a road, people come and go, are you doing this as a way to seek justice?
I think you are just putting on airs and grandstanding.

If you really want justice, then go to the hospital, go to their leader, go to the doctor in charge, or you can go to their superior unit, or even sue. "

After listening to the gridman's words, the woman who was kicked against the wall with a fork yesterday turned back with a big grin, "Hmph, I think you are colluding, and your conscience has been eaten by dogs."

The gridman put his hands on his hips, and stared back without showing any weakness, "I said, if you want justice, you should go to the right master. Look here, how is the aisle where people come and go blocked by you?

The people around you have complained about you, so we can come and have a look. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at the broken washbasin under his feet again, "Take this away too, look at the paper dust all over the sky, it's too polluting the environment.

And with so many fires lit, if a fire is caused, you will be fully responsible. "

The grid members who are like wolves and tigers come like the wind and leave like the wind.

The hustle and bustle was taken away, leaving only the grandparents eating melons, and a few mourners in a daze.

What should we do now?
Several people all stared with big eyes.

Without important props such as banners and broken washbasins, should they just howl here?

Du Heng, who was in the duty room opposite, heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw such quick actions in the community.

Without those conspicuous tools, it would be impossible for these few people on the opposite side to cause any big disturbances. All that remains is to find a way to completely solve this matter.

Du Heng got up and walked out of the duty room, and softly asked Vice President Zhang next to him, "Has Fan Bangjun been in contact?"

Vice President Zhang still shook his head, which made Du Heng question his ability a bit.

But Vice President Zhang quickly said, "Fan Bangjun has not been contacted, but I have already contacted Fan Bangjun's village party secretary.

According to the description of the village party secretary, Fan Bangjun's ex-wife is from the village next door to them, and this man surnamed Ren is indeed Fan Bangjun's former brother-in-law.

In addition, the village party secretary also said that this man with the surname Ren used to be a professional doctor in the city.

It was only later that the national and local governments began to focus on cleaning up and cracking down on this kind of professional medical disturbance. After the man surnamed Ren was also dealt with, he stopped doing this kind of thing.

This time, because it was his nephew who had the accident, he finally found a legitimate reason to extort money as a party involved, and got rid of the hat of a professional doctor. "

No wonder the method is so professional, so disgusting, yet so helpless, professional.

Just as Du Heng was about to speak, a big jeep drove into the gate and stopped beside Du Heng, "Xiao Heng, where is he, is he still there?"

(End of this chapter)