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Chapter 892: Falling out at the meeting!

Dean Cui, who was preparing for a meeting in the next city, was shocked when he heard that Zhou Xiaofeng had been beaten. When he learned what Director Bai had done, he was so angry that he took off his glasses.

Hanging up the phone, he called his secretary over and told him: "Xiao Wu, ask Master Zhang to drive the car to the door. Let's go back to Dongjiang immediately!"

"Okay, Dean Cui~"

After waiting for the secretary to arrange things, Dean Cui found the host of this organizational meeting.

"Director Zhao, something happened temporarily at the hospital, so I want to apologize to you..."

At the hospital, Wu Mingfan comforted his wife and then started working for the day. As for other things, he just let the bullets fly for a while.

After watching the outpatient clinic all morning, because there were two plus numbers, they all ended around 12:[-]. Wu Mingfan rubbed his neck and was about to get up to eat.

"Ding dong~" Hearing the notification tone, he took out his phone and saw that it was a message sent by Dean Cui's secretary in the group.

"Notice: An emergency expanded meeting will be held in the conference room on the eighth floor at 1:[-] p.m. All doctors above the attending level, excluding those on duty and emergency tasks, please try to attend!"

"Roger that!"

After Wu Mingfan finished sending the message, he put his phone in his pocket, rubbed his belly and leaned on the chair. He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. There were only more than 20 minutes left before leaving the meeting.

She sighed helplessly: "Okay, Zhang Jia, it seems that we don't have the pleasure of eating anymore, so let's just go upstairs~"

"What happened today? What are we little Karamies doing up here? We didn't eat properly this morning, and as a result we didn't even have lunch. If we keep going like this, we'll get stomach problems sooner or later~"

The attending physician Zhang Jia wailed in pain, and then rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the consulting room, trying to find some food to fill his stomach.

"Dong dong dong!" After a knock on the door, Lin Chu, who was already in his third year of study, opened the door and walked in, holding a plastic bag in his hand.

"Director Wu, Doctor Zhang, I have some bread and milk here. You guys should have something to eat first~"

Wu Mingfan took the things over in one stride and patted his young apprentice on the shoulder.

He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Xiao Lin, you are indeed a great disciple. I will send you the money back to WeChat~"

One bite at a time of bread, the two of them had already finished eating when they got upstairs. The large conference room, which had not been used for a long time, was now overcrowded. More than a hundred doctors from the National Heart Center gathered here.

Because there were too many people here, I looked around but didn’t see my wife, so I had to give up looking and go inside.

The doctors who were chatting at first greeted each other enthusiastically when they saw the people coming over. Nowadays, people are very well-informed, and they can naturally guess the purpose of the meeting.

For this kind of leader who stands up for his subordinates, everyone has a little more respect at this time.

"Director Mingfan~"

Have you had lunch at noon, Director Wu? "

"Mingfan, I heard that your outpatient clinic has just finished. I have some chocolates to put on it first~"

"Thank you, Director Zhao, let's talk later!"

Wu Mingfan has always adhered to the tradition of the Wu family, which is to be high-profile and low-key.

Therefore, there is no airs at all. Whether talking to the attending doctor or some experts with high professional titles, they almost always smile.

"Director Jiang!" He sat down and greeted the nominal leader.

Because he is also the deputy director of cardiac surgery, but the two of them should be considered equal in administrative level now.

"Mingfan, you still have to be careful!"

Jiang Junling tilted his head and whispered a reminder. This old man was in his 50s and could be said to be a mature man. He always spoke to the right point. He was very sophisticated in dealing with people and would never offend others easily. Wu Mingfan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiang, I have a sense of propriety!"

The two briefly chatted for a few words. Director Jiang's easy-going personality made him adapt to his status very quickly. He already regarded Wu Mingfan as a person of equal status and no longer regarded him as his subordinate, so the conversation was quite pleasant.

But it was different with Lao Bai across from him. Wu Mingfan clearly felt like someone was glaring at him, and he felt like Ming Jing. It must be Director Zhang from the medical correction department who told him what happened in the morning.

I wasn't afraid of him before, but now that I'm the deputy director of the heart center, I don't need to scold him anymore. Naturally, I just stare back at him unwilling to be outdone.

"Cough!" Director Jiang coughed and signaled the two of them to pay attention to the situation.

Director Bai glanced around and saw that there were indeed many people paying attention here, and then he snorted coldly with an unswerving expression.

"Tch~" Wu Mingfan curled his lips.

At this time, I noticed something had changed. Before, my uncle was known as Director Bai's leader, and he always sat next to him. Now he seemed to be separated by several people, and he seemed to be marginalized.

I was very busy all morning, so I didn't encounter him. After a whole night, his face was still swollen, and the slap mark was still very obvious.

Zhou Xiaofeng heard the buzzing voices of the doctors next to him. Although his face was expressionless, he was still very uncomfortable in his heart, and even felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Noticing the concerned gaze of her brother-in-law, her originally agitated heart calmed down and she nodded slightly to him.

Wu Mingfan wanted to ask something, but he also felt that the occasion was a bit inappropriate, so he took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his white coat.

He typed and asked: "Zhou Laosan, is your face okay? Have your ears been checked?"

"It's okay. I just had a slight concussion. I'm much better now after taking some medicine. Xiaoran has already told me that you went to the doctor to correct the matter in the morning. Thank you!"

"But since the matter is over, it's better not to cause trouble. The police have already dealt with it, so let's leave it at that!"

Zhou Xiaofeng knew this classmate's character very well after sleeping in the same dormitory for three years in college, so he sent this message.

After Wu Mingfan saw it, he could only shake his head helplessly. How could this old man deal with his submissive character?

If it were up to me, let alone the superior leader Director Bai, even if the dean speaks without compromise, he would probably not work in Dongjiang. No matter how awesome you are, can you still radiate across the country?
  Of course, everyone's personality is different, so Wu Mingfan could only reply with one sentence.

"Don't worry, I have a plan!"

It was already 12:57. Cui Jing, the head of the Heart Center, walked into the conference room. Everyone could see that she was unhappy, and everything fell silent instantly.

"Is everyone here?"

"Director Cui, except for the emergency surgery teams of Director Zhao and Director Liu, all the doctors with professional titles above that are attending in the other departments are here!"

"Yes!" Dean Cui nodded, looking much more serious today than before.

"In just a few minutes, let's start today's meeting directly and call everyone over urgently, mainly to discuss the beating of Director Xiaofeng of the Department of Cardiology!"

"Cough!" Bai Ji coughed lightly.

"Dean Cui, since you have said this, let me interject. It is because of my lax discipline that this kind of thing happened. I will definitely strengthen the management of the department in the future to ensure that such bad incidents will not happen again!"

"Xiao Feng, come and express your opinion. No matter what, you are responsible for this matter. Otherwise, why would the patient suddenly become emotional? No matter what, the doctor cannot conflict with the patient!"

"I..." Zhou Xiaofeng felt extremely wronged and wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say in his excitement.

He was obviously slapped and forced to apologize to the murderer, but why did it become his fault in the end?
  To be continued!

(End of this chapter)