"The blood has been transfused, but the doctor hasn't come out yet. We don't know what's going on inside."

"Don't worry! It's not a big deal. As long as the blood supply is available, it's fine. How good is the doctor?"

Liu Shengan shook his head.

"What level is the doctor?"

"I'm not sure, I think it's the attending physician."

Wan Feng stood up and said, "Take me to the chief physician's office. Forget it, I'll find it myself."

Attending physician? What a joke! We must use the best doctors. There is an associate chief physician between the attending physician and the chief physician, which is equivalent to a difference of two or three levels.

After asking around, Wan Feng arrived at the chief physician's office.

The chief physician was a man in his forties who was reading a newspaper in the office. He was puzzled when he saw Wan Feng knocking on the door.

Wan Feng briefly explained his purpose.

The chief physician understood: "You mean you want me to handle it myself? Is that what you mean?"

"We need the best doctors to provide the best treatment and use the best medicine."

"Comrade, the doctors in our hospital are all the best. They are fully qualified..."

Just as the chief physician finished speaking, Wan Feng put a Big Four bill into his pocket.

Although this falls into the category of unhealthy practices, Wan Feng no longer has time to care about these trivial matters.

"Saving the dying and healing the wounded is our purpose. Since the patient's condition is somewhat critical, I will go and deal with it myself immediately."

The chief physician immediately stood up, put on a white coat, and followed Wan Feng to the door of the emergency room. He knocked on the door and walked in.

Wan Feng has done everything he should and could do, and now he just leaves it to fate.