Xie Qi paused as he was about to stand up, then sat down again and ate a small cake.
In fact, he had many questions about the hospital and wanted to ask a few more, but when he saw that Dr. Sheng was indifferent, he immediately gave up.
After Xie Qi summarized his experiences at the hospital, he told his friend Lu Xuedu. His curiosity was piqued, and he replied, "There's no privacy in the age of big data. Just search online, and you'll definitely find something."
However, the two of them acted separately and each used their mobile phones to search the Internet. Weibo, WeChat public accounts, Xyin, Zizi Station... there was no information about this hospital. After finally finding something related to this mountain, no one in the comments below mentioned the hospital above.
This was also the first time Lu Xuedu encountered such a situation. He joked, "Your hospital is not really a haunted house, is it?"
"Uh..." Xie Qi quickly opened the bag of potato chips to calm himself down.
Unwilling to believe it, he changed dozens of keywords and finally found an old post in a long-abandoned forum.
【Subject: My disease has been cured】
[Poster: After the founding of the People's Republic of China, no spirits are allowed]
The content of the topic post was a photo of a medical insurance card. Xie Qi had seen this pure white medical insurance card not long ago. It had the same words "Hospital Medical Insurance Card/Please use this card to register and pay" embossed on it using stamping technology.
Xie Qi quickly scrolled through the posts. The forum was very popular at that time, and the poster seemed to be a celebrity on the forum, with hundreds of replies, but there was no substantial content.
Some people complained that the hospital name had been censored, some suspected that the poster's condition had worsened, and some people tried to persuade him in good faith...but the poster never responded.
Xie Qi clicked on the poster's homepage and noticed that there was a featured post titled "I'm Sick" with more than 2,000 replies. However, the post was locked and could not be clicked.
After searching for a long time in vain, Xie Qi's curiosity about the hospital was shrouded in an inexplicable shadow.
Logically, he should have gone directly to his employees to find out what was going on, but he didn't know why he had a hunch that even if he asked as the boss, he wouldn't get the answer he wanted.
Xie Qi left a private message to "No Spirits Allowed After the Founding of the Country", saved the forum URL, and exited the browser.
As soon as he looked up, he was met with a pair of cat-like eyes staring at him. Sheng Zhi was sitting in the distance, pretending to be looking through the medical records, but his eyes revealed his curiosity. The short black hair on his head moved, as if there were a pair of dormant ears inside, ready to move.
Xie Qi: "..."
"Cough." Sheng Zhi coughed and opened her mouth with a cold and noble face, but Xie Qi looked away as if nothing had happened and ignored her.
Xie Qi always took revenge on an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. He would avenge any grudge on the spot and never keep it overnight.
Sheng Zhi's cat-like eyes widened instantly, and the word "you" got stuck in her throat and she swallowed it back.
In fact, Sheng Zhi had been observing Xie Qi since she came in.
Sheng Zhi is a cat demon and one of the hospital's earliest employees, having been employed since the Republican era, which means she's been working there for over a hundred years. Unlike that stupid stray golden retriever, Sheng Zhi didn't suffer any hardships during her time as a cat.
In the East, black cats are believed to ward off evil and bring in wealth, so wealthy families generally have the habit of raising black cats or displaying black cat-related ornaments. Sheng Zhi's previous owner was a princess. The little princess was favored at home, and after getting married, she became the mistress of the house. She always had everything she wanted. As her pet, Sheng Zhi naturally lived a comfortable life.
Later, Gege fell seriously ill and was hospitalized. Sheng Zhi stayed with her until she passed away. As a lonely cat, he didn't want to go back to the house, so it was natural for him to stay in the hospital to help, and he has been helping until now.
Sheng Zhi has been in the hospital for so many years. Before Yan Xizhao came, he had always been the nominal director of the hospital. He knew almost everything, big and small, that happened inside and outside the hospital.
This is the fourth time the hospital has changed hands. He thought that no one would come here just like before, but he didn't expect that the new boss would not only come but also castrate him as soon as they met!
Whenever Sheng Zhi thought of this, she couldn't help but take out something to sharpen her claws.
"Cat scratching board..." Xie Qi's face was full of disbelief, and he almost spit out the black tea in his mouth.
Sheng Zhi sharpened her claws for about two minutes, and then the door of the conference room was pushed open again, and a head poked in quietly.
"Head nurse?" Xie Qi asked.
The head nurse came in and went straight to Xie Qi. Looking at the snack cart that was still full, the dog's eyes were moist and her expression was extremely depressed. Xie Qi always felt that her ears and tail were drooping on the top of her head and behind her back.
"Um...thank you for what you prepared, it's delicious." Xie Qi couldn't stand this kind of expression, so he quickly praised it and raised the bitten potato chips in his hand to indicate that he was really eating.
The head nurse's eyes lit up instantly, "As long as you like it!"
"You...what's your name?" Xie Qi didn't see her work ID.
The head nurse smiled so hard that she almost blossomed. "I like whatever you want to call me!"
Can a name be so random? Xie Qi had a question mark face.
"Wang Xue, her name." Sheng Zhi scratched the cat scratching board twice with her claws, staring in amazement, "Tsk." Stupid dog.
"You can call me Snow Cake because I'm very white!" Wang Xue added.
White... indeed, it was quite white. But Xie Qi really didn't understand what this nickname had to do with it, so he could only nod vaguely in agreement.
This was the scene Yan Xizhao saw when he came in. He paused for a moment and jokingly asked, "Did I disturb you?"
"Yes." Wang Xue nodded without hesitation.
"I'm sorry, but it's time to get down to business." Yan Xizhao gestured to the medical records in his hand. "A1's various examination reports are out."
Wang Xue and Sheng Zhi both became serious.
The lights in the conference room suddenly dimmed and the projector started up.
They seemed to be having an important consultation. Although Xie Qi didn't know why there were only three of them, nor why he was here, he still breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, the enthusiastic Wang Xue made him feel more pressured than the cold Sheng Zhi.
But wait, A1...isn't A1 the air conditioner?!
Xie Qi felt that his eyes had never been so wide before. He looked at the projection on the screen, his expression changing from shock to contemplation and then to expressionless.
Even though the medical records and various imaging photos are so rigorous and clear, it still cannot change the fact that this is central air conditioning! Don't think that he can't see the internal structure because the photo is enlarged!
Is this hospital really not a mental institution? If not, why is there so much weirdness? If it is, then there are even more questions. First of all, I have to determine... whether these people in front of me are real doctors.
However, this picture is very advanced, like a sci-fi blockbuster. There are even faint arcs at the joints between the parts. I don’t know what filter was used.
Xie Qi thought expressionlessly while listening to these people seriously consulting about a central air conditioner.
Sheng Zhi took the medical record first and began to read it, nodding her chin in thought with a serious expression. "Irreversible Core Damage Syndrome... This is a serious problem. Even if the core is temporarily saved, I won't be able to continue working later, right?"
"We can temporarily use five B-class machines to take over the job, but only for half a month at most." Wang Xue calmly poured Xie Qi a cup of tea and continued, "A-class core repair surgery is very difficult. Is Doctor Yan confident?"
"I'll do my best." Yan Xizhao didn't promise anything, but instead brought up the root cause. "A1's disease is caused by host failure. If this problem isn't resolved, there's an 80% chance of recurrence even after a successful surgery."
"How do you repair an air conditioner? Has anyone learned it? I haven't learned it." Sheng Zhi spread her hands.
Wang Xue shook her head, and the two looked at each other. Suddenly, they thought of something and their eyes fell on Xie Qi.
Xie Qi: “…” He acted crazy for so long, and it turned out he just wanted to change the air conditioner.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems understandable. After all, the boss came to inspect on the first day and asked people to pay money, which seemed like a rip-off. Although this method is tortuous and bizarre, it works!
Compared to inheriting a mental hospital, paying the money is not so unacceptable.
Xie Qi relaxed and was about to say "buy" when he suddenly remembered that the hospital wanted to replace the central air conditioner, and the price would start at at least five zeros.
"How much?" Xie Qi asked cautiously.
Yan Xizhao noticed his nervousness and smiled gently to comfort him, "It's free, but the hospital has to provide some more jobs to the supplier."
It would be better to say that he is Yan Xizhao’s patient rather than a supplier.
The Machines are a unique and mysterious race. They lack bodies and can only parasitize machines. No one knows where they came from, but they know they have a king. When the king dies, they fall asleep, and when the king is born, they will travel across the universe to be with him.
They obey the king's orders unconditionally, even if it means they will self-destruct immediately.
The hospital's equipment supplier is the current king of the mechanical species, a salted fish who has no shortage of money but is too lazy to turn over. The Salted Fish King has no desires and even dislikes his loyal subjects for wasting energy.
Then I used them to pay for my treatment.
Xie Qi didn't know about these things, and his face was full of disbelief.
But adhering to the life principle of "if you have an advantage, you are a bastard", he nodded and agreed, "Then let me make a deal first, even if you ask me for money later, I won't give it to you, and you can't touch the money in the hospital account."
"Okay." Yan Xizhao agreed with a smile.
Xie Qi immediately said, "I recorded it, don't regret it." Then he showed the interface of his mobile phone.
Sheng Zhi smiled and looked at him, her eyes full of compassion that came from someone who understood the world. "Just don't regret it."
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The consultation is over and everyone returns to their posts.
Xie Qi had climbed the mountain during the day, lived in fear at night, and was forced to attend a meaningless consultation. He felt exhausted both physically and mentally. He couldn't help but yawn, and the thought of having to go down the mountain and drive again made him slump down on the table in despair.
"If you feel tired, you can go back to your room to rest. Just swipe your card." Yan Xizhao said before leaving.
Xie Qi looked at the black access card in his hand with some surprise, "My room is included?"
What will it look like?
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Xie Qi: You guys are consulting on the air conditioner, as serious as someone applying film under an overpass. So I really did inherit a mental hospital, right?
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