I got HE with fans in an escape game

Chapter 502 The Red Clothes Killer 29
The sound of the loudspeaker was like a broadcast, and everyone in the hospital could hear it. She knelt and kowtowed as she spoke, and the thin man also knelt tremblingly on the ground.

There were security guards around who wanted to throw people out, and a few aunts and uncles next to them stopped around, and if they went up to pull, the aunt who was pulled immediately fell to the ground and slapped them.

"Dean Lu, you have a good heart. You are a living Bodhisattva, but there are people behind you who don't care about human affairs. They use your kindness and your medical skills. Those of us who are seriously ill want to be ranked, starting with 100 million. The whole family has already been emptied, so how can there be so much money to arrange the number. Dean Lu, I will kowtow to you, and you can cure my child, living Bodhisattva, open your eyes." The middle-aged woman continued to kowtow .

Zhang Xu came in a hurry, the scene was already in a mess, several aunts were dragged out by the security guards, and twisted into a ball by several uncles.

The middle-aged woman held a knife to her neck, "Even if I die, I will die here. No one can drag me out. I want to see Dean Lu, let me see Dean Lu."

Zhang Xu shouted violently, "Stand back, who told you to beat people! Pack up your things and get out."

The security guard who made the move panicked instantly, "Director Zhang, there is nothing we can do. What will become of this trouble? Dean Lu is so busy, how can anyone see him whenever he wants? Besides, how dare we beat anyone?" .”

For these elderly people with an average age of 80+, if they are killed, what will happen?

Zhang Xu said coldly: "Don't apologize, go to the financial department to settle the salary. Have you forgotten the rules of the hospital? No matter when and where, the patient is the most important."

He walked up to the middle-aged woman, helped the middle-aged woman up, and carried the weak man into the wheelchair, "Auntie, you put away the knife. Dean Lu can't come right now. I'll arrange for you to be hospitalized first. For other things, let's go to the ward and say, these uncles and aunts should go back and wait, the disturbance here will affect the hospital."

The nurse next to him was busy arranging hospitalization.

Those uncles and aunts said to Zhang Xu: "Young boy, you are a good doctor. Those of us who have half a foot into the coffin will not go in. We will wait at the door. Xiaozhi mother, wait for the arrangement." Well, come out and talk to us."

After the aunts and uncles finished speaking, they really went to the door to find a place to sit, as if they were going to wait.

Zhang Xu sent someone to open a room for the uncle and aunt to rest, but they didn't want to leave the hospital gate, so they could only invite them in.

The players were speechless.

"The numbering fee starts at 100 million??? Dean Lu has patients every day, so how much is the numbering fee earned!!!" The bald man was stunned. It's too much to be deceived by these people."

Fang Jia sneered, "Do you really think it's that simple? Dean Lu doesn't know anything? It's not sure who made the money. I think those who send the silk banners every day are capable people, not high-ranking officials." Ma'am, it belongs to the rich and powerful. I haven't seen those poor people giving pennants. Co-authored, poor people can't get in. This is really a living Bodhisattva." He was full of sarcasm.

The bald man opened his mouth wide and stared at Fang Jia as if he was looking at a fool, "Although you have a prairie on your head, you can't die. Do you want your life too long? You want to go to hell with your wife."

(End of this chapter)