Chapter 203: Touching Porcelain
Yuan Li, who was standing beside Bian Zhi, closed his eyes and said, "I have such a bad temper! I've never seen such a bad temper in my life. If being a doctor means being bullied like this, then what's the point of being a doctor!"
Bian Zhi turned around and smiled at Yuan Li, "Girl, don't say such nonsense. You don't need to lose your status for such a person."
Bian Zhi looked at the fearless Lin Rushuang on the stretcher and smiled. "If you hadn't reminded me just now, I wouldn't have noticed. Yeah, how on earth did you get the prescription from our Chinese medicine hospital? Given your physical condition, it's really unlikely. There must be someone behind it, right?"
Lin Rushang was flustered for a moment, the smile on her lips froze, and then slowly retracted.
"No," she turned her gaze elsewhere, "I just said it casually. I picked up the prescription on the road. There's no one behind me, so don't talk nonsense!"
Bian Zhi nodded, too lazy to argue with such a person.
She smiled and looked to the side at the reporters who were eager to seek justice.
"I'm a doctor, so there's no reason for me not to treat patients," Bian Zhi didn't want to clash with reporters on a day like today. If it really made the news, that idiot would probably rush over and take care of everything for her, which would be tiring.
Hearing what Bian Zhi said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their faces showing satisfaction. When Lin Rushuang proudly puffed out her chest, Bian Zhi smiled and heard Bian Zhi say with a simple and decisive tone: "But,"
Everyone's expression froze.
Bian Zhi then added, "As you can see, the patient's condition is critical. Complications or uncontrollable symptoms could arise at any time. We can't contact her family. If something happens in the future, we'll need a responsible person to sign a consent form before we can provide emergency first aid. I think all the reporters can understand this, right?"
When these words were spoken, the reporters' eyelids jumped.
I felt that what Bian Zhi would say next would not be good.
Bian Zhi smiled calmly and said, "As everyone has just said, everyone needs to have a kind heart and not stand by and watch someone die. As a doctor, I agree with this. So, I want to ask, all the journalists, who will sign this for Lin Rushuang?"
"As long as one of you signs this document and pays for the medical expenses, I'll immediately send someone to complete the admission procedures for Lin Rushuang. At the same time, because of Lin Rushuang's special condition, we are willing to waive a portion of her medical expenses to demonstrate the compassionate care of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Dear journalists, is this okay with our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? Anything else you need to add?"
Several reporters who had just been clamoring for the hospital to be held responsible were now retreating one after another.
Bian Zhi smiled knowingly, she knew human nature too well.
She looked at the honest reporter who had spoken first and asked, "You were the first to suggest that our Chinese medicine hospital take in the patient, and we agreed. How about you be the one responsible for her signature?"
The honest man's eyes widened instantly, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "How can this be possible!"
"no!"
"Absolutely not!"
"Her condition is so serious. If I sign the letter of responsibility, and something happens to her and her family comes looking for her, I can't take the responsibility!"
The honest man hadn't said anything more.
That is, they don't know each other, so why should he pay for this woman's medical expenses?
However, this was too embarrassing to say, so the honest man didn't say anything. Instead, he turned his attention to the enthusiastic reporter on the other side, "Old Wang, I have parents and children to take care of. I can't bear this responsibility. Didn't you just say it well? Today's society needs capable and responsible people to stand up. Now is the time for you to stand up!"
Enthusiastic reporter Lao Wang jumped up and down upon hearing this. "Bullshit! How can I be held responsible for this? This woman is so sick, she'll die sooner or later. I'm just a reporter, not a Buddha or Bodhisattva!"
The enthusiastic reporter turned his attention to the next person.
They began to quarrel among themselves.
Yuan Li looked at the chaotic scene across from him and gave a thumbs up, "Dean Bian is worthy of being the dean, amazing!"
The tall and short, fat and thin, looked at each other and laughed to relieve the pent-up anger in their chests. "He must be a cultured person. Unlike us, he's just a tough guy. With just a few words from Dean Bian, he got rid of the burden. He's really impressive!"
Bian Zhi smiled faintly and looked at the person opposite him with a somewhat cold expression.
If the stick does not hit oneself, one can naturally talk about morality and righteousness. But if the burden is really placed on oneself, then morality and righteousness will be gone, and all that will be left is a face that cannot be uglier.
Yuan Li leaned over to Bian Zhi's side and asked softly, "Does the Chinese Medicine Hospital have the responsibility to sign something like this?"
Bian Zhi: "I'm the dean. If I say yes, then yes."
Yuan Li nodded and praised, "Awesome!"
Seeing that the argument was almost about to start a fight, Bian Zhi calmly shouted "Stop," and the reporter's face turned red.
There was none of the righteousness he had shown when he had just persuaded Bian Zhi to take in the patient.
"It's like this. I have some patients today, so I really can't stay here waiting for you to come up with a result." Bian Zhi smiled, his attitude couldn't be more sincere. "You are from Kaikouxiao Entertainment, right? You were here last time. I remember you. Your name is Lin Chaochao. You are the one who broke the news today, right? You were here last time too. Your name is Tang Lin..."
There were more than a dozen reporters present, and Bian Zhi reported the company names and names one by one.
"We are all old acquaintances. So, you two should discuss this here and come to a conclusion before leaving. Otherwise, if the patient is left with us and something goes wrong, we won't dare to do anything emergency-oriented. It's quite embarrassing," Bian Zhi turned around and called, "Fatty."
Fatty: "Dean."
Bian Zhi: "Prepare tea and snacks for the reporters. Discussing issues requires physical strength, right? Don't treat our friends unfairly." Bian Zhi looked at the reporters with dazed eyes and smiled. "Don't hesitate. Tell the security manager of our Chinese medicine hospital what you want to eat. I guarantee that we will treat you well. It's really taking too long, so--"
Bian Zhi turned around and said to the thin man, "There's a new noodle shop across the street. We've got dinner for all the reporters tonight. So, everyone—"
Bian Zhi dragged out a small tone, "Excuse me? Fatty, you must treat me well."
Fatty: "Yes!" As soon as Bian Zhi left, the fat man's respectful expression turned cold. He stood forward with his hands on his hips, looking fierce. He glanced at the entertainment reporters opposite who were shrinking their necks, and gritted his teeth, "I will definitely treat you well!"
The reporters collectively collapsed!
Looking at the fat man's bulging belly and thick arms, the idea of running away was immediately abandoned.
This won't produce the desired result, and they'll be trapped here to death.
The reporters, who had caused trouble for the third time and suffered a setback, looked at each other in despair and angrily called their boss.
Then, bursts of tornado-like instructions echoed in the clinic.
Lin Rushuang never thought that Bian Zhi would be so powerful.
In front of so many reporters, he was able to speak with such clear logic and even threw the question back.
This woman is not simple.
All the reporters in the room were yelled at by the boss for more than half an hour. They were depressed and silent. When they saw Lin Rushuang on the stretcher, they unconsciously felt a surge of anger.
then--
"Look at you, you stole a prescription from a Chinese medicine hospital and then dared to commit fraud. Do you really think our country's laws are just for show?"
"That's right, you're talking about a recipe you found on the street, and you think everyone else is a fool. Only Dean Bian is so magnanimous that he wouldn't bother with a villain like you! If it were me, I would definitely make sure you get sued!"
"It's okay if you're stupid, but why did you call us?! You're planning on having us cover your medical expenses and sign a letter of responsibility. Why don't you just go to heaven?"
"No wonder my husband and son turned off their phones. There must be something hateful about pitiful people. They deserve it!"
“…”
Li Kun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the comments of the reporter inside.
It’s better to leave these people here to avoid any reports later. The young master won’t be in the mood to celebrate his birthday.
Li Kun held an exquisite gift box and knocked on the door of Bian Zhi's office.
"Miss Bian, this is the dress our young master sent for you to wear to the dinner party tonight."
Bian Zhi paused while flipping through the medical book, then raised his eyes and said to Li Kun:
"Leave it there,"
Li Kun nodded and waved his hand, and the followers behind him brought in several boxes.
"Miss Bian, would you like to try the dress on? If the size isn't right, I'll have it altered immediately. This dress was specially designed by the young master, the famous French designer Leao. Master Leao has already arranged it in China. Please see if there are any adjustments that need to be made, and I'll have it altered and sent back to you."
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