Dr. Li sneered, "Apologize for what? If she looks like a scamr, that’s not my fault."
"If she’s really capable, let her call the director over right now to get..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the ergency room door was flung open from the outside, and the director rushed in, "How is the patient’s condition... Miss Shen?"
With a delighted face, the director walked over, saw that Mr. Yan’s condition had stabilized, and heaved a sigh of relief. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he said gratefully, "Thank goodness you’re here. The Yan Family really, with you right here, why did they even call ? My dical skills are nowhere near yours."
It turns out that after Shen Yanhe went in, Yan Yangwen had called the director to co to the rescue, fearing that Shen Yanhe might actually harm Mr. Yan.
The director was having a al in the cafeteria and hadn’t received the news about Shen Yanhe’s arrival. Once he learned of Mr. Yan’s critical condition, he hurried over in a panic.
Upon hearing the director’s words, Dr. Li’s mind buzzed, going blank, and he could barely stand.
What did the director just say? His dical skills were not as good as Shen Yanhe’s?
Could it be that Shen Yanhe really wasn’t a quack doctor?!
"Mr. Yan is also my patient," Shen Yanhe said indifferently with a glance at Dr. Li. "Dr. Li, you just said that if I was really capable, I should call the director over to fire you?"
The director was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What’s going on? What did Xiao Li do?"
The other doctors repeated everything Dr. Li had said a mont ago to the director.
The director was furious.
Well then! He had wondered why Shen Yanhe was always reluctant to formally join their hospital! It turns out soone was slanderous behind her back!
He looked coldly at Dr. Li, who was still in shock, and said, "Li Feiwu, as of today, you are fired."
Dr. Li, coming back to his senses from the shock and hearing the director’s words, broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and began to explain in a panic, "Director, I didn’t do it on purpose..."
"Not on purpose? You spread rumors about Miss Shen being a quack doctor just by hearing so chitchat. What if you heard sothing not quite right next ti? Would you defa us?" The director’s face darkened, and he interrupted with a sneer, "I don’t want to spell it out, but in the half-month since you started here, I’ve received quite a few complaints from patients."
"There are complaints about you prescribing the wrong dications, leading to patients needing resuscitation, complaints about you taking advantage of examinations to inappropriately touch female patients because of their looks, complaints about you accepting red envelopes. I saw that you were sincerely remorseful and let it slide."
"But this ti you’re oblivious. Miss Shen ca to help, and not only did you not learn from her, you also insulted her as a quack doctor!"
"Our hospital can no longer keep you. Clear out your things and get out today!"
After finishing, the director looked apologetically at Shen Yanhe, "I’m sorry, Miss Shen, for the ss you had to clean up for us."
"It’s okay," Shen Yanhe answered nonchalantly and then looked at the pale-faced Dr. Li, "By the way, Dr. Li, you just said that if I saved Mr. Yan’s life, you would live stream yourself doing a handstand and eating shit. Rember to keep your word."
After saying that, Shen Yanhe picked up her small dicine box, nodded slightly to the director, and left without looking back.
The director gave Dr. Li a fierce glare, snorted coldly, and turned away.
Dr. Li’s face turned ashen, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor with a thud. The surrounding doctors quickly moved away, not wanting any association with him. anwhile, Mr. Yan was moved to the observation room by the nurses.
Dr. Li had never imagined that simply taking Professor Li’s words at face value would lead to such an outco.
He had already been fired for a serious mistake during surgery at his previous hospital. Getting into this one had taken a lot of string-pulling by his family connections.
Now it was all over, all ruined! With this stain on his record, no other hospital would dare to hire him.
Dr. Li grew more desperate the more he thought about it, blaming all the faults on Li Kuo.
If it hadn’t been for Professor Li’s Monts post, he would never have ended up in this situation!
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The door of the resuscitation room opened, and Shen Yanhe walked out one after the other with the dean.
Yan Yi, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly walked up to them, "Miss Shen, my grandfather..."
"Mr. Yan is out of danger now," she assured.
Shen Yanhe took out a bottle of dicine from her small dical box and handed it to Yan Yi, "Once your grandfather can eat, give this to him, three tis a day, after als, for half a month, and his health will be much improved."
Yan Daishan, with her arms crossed and leaning against the wall, heard what Shen Yanhe said and sneered, "Cousin, think it through. Grandpa went to the resuscitation room after taking her dicine once. Who knows what harmful substances are in these pills?"
"If sothing really happens to Grandpa, you would truly be the culprit."
As if to slap Yan Daishan in the face, the mont she finished speaking, the dean beside Shen Yanhe, eyes shining, looked at Shen Yanhe with an ingratiating smile, "Miss Shen, this dicine, could you sell a bottle?"
"I’ll pay any price!"
The dean was well aware of Mr. Yan’s condition.
Severe loss within the body, multiple organ failures—it seed impossible for Mr. Yan to recover as before, able to fish and walk around; he could only sit in a wheelchair now.
But Shen Yanhe claid that after taking this bottle of dicine, Mr. Yan would be much improved in less than a month.
Recalling the C02 agent she administered to Shen Huai...
This dicine certainly couldn’t be ordinary.
Yan Daishan’s face instantly turned the color of a pig’s liver.
Yan Yi solemnly took the bottle of dicine from Shen Yanhe’s hand and then stepped back, bowing deeply, "Thank you, Miss Shen. You’ve saved my grandfather’s life again."
"No need to thank ," Shen Yanhe withdrew her hand and glanced indifferently at Yan Daishan, then addressed Yan Yi, "Make sure the dicine is not replaced this ti. Mr. Yan’s body can’t withstand a third reckoning."
Yan Yi nodded solemnly, "Rest assured, Miss Shen, I won’t let the dicine out of my sight this ti."
Shen Yanhe humd in response and turned her head to look at the dean who had just spoken.
Seeing her look over, the dean hurriedly said, "Miss Shen, I’ve also been experiencing so insomnia with frequent nightmares lately, and I often feel palpitations, occasionally feeling weak. I think that dicine could be of use to too."
Shen Yanhe, "..."
"That dicine isn’t suitable for you," she replied, her lips twitching slightly. After carefully inspecting the dean’s complexion and taking his pulse, she added, "In a week, when I co to check on little Huai, I’ll bring the dicine for you."
This was her way of repaying the dean for supporting her just now.
The dean’s face bead with joy, "Thank you, Miss Shen."
Shen Yanhe nodded slightly without lingering any longer, called over Feng Jiao and Fu Yanhe, and left, with Fu Yanhe voluntarily carrying the small dicine box for her.
Just as they turned the corner of the stairs, Fu Yanhe asked, "Yanyan, do you know Li Kuo? Have you ever offended him?"
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