The police station is right next to the hospital, and the police responded quickly. Soon after, officers came to investigate the situation.
The police first investigated the surveillance footage and eventually discovered that someone had indeed broken into Mr. Su's hospital room when Su Bin left.
Yuan Xin said, "It must be Su Wang. He's capable of doing this. He's inhuman. He even wanted to kill his own grandfather."
Su Bin's eyes were filled with hatred, and he said resolutely, "I will never let him go!"
When a death occurred at the hospital, the hospital responded quickly, actively cooperated with the investigation, and immediately deployed public relations personnel to prevent any negative news from leaking out.
There was nothing for him to do here, and Zhang Fan was about to leave when a balding man blocked his way: "Dr. Zhang, please wait."
Zhang Fan stopped in his tracks. The other person extended a hand and got straight to the point: "Dr. Zhang, my name is Xie Can, and I am the director of this hospital. May I speak with you in private?"
After returning the handshake, Zhang Fan followed Xie Can into the dean's office.
Xie Can respectfully invited Zhang Fan to sit down, and then introduced the hospital to him: "Our hospital was founded in 2000... We have a total of 5,000 employees, 20 departments, and 1,000 inpatient beds..."
Without saying anything, they explained the hospital very clearly.
Xie Can observed Zhang Fan's reaction as he spoke, but saw that he remained calm and showed no surprise at the size of the hospital.
He exudes a powerful aura, possessing a composure that remains unmoved even in the face of a collapsing mountain, and his calm, serene eyes radiate an aura of royalty.
A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed Zhang Fan a glass of water, saying, "Dr. Zhang, this is Taiping Houkui tea. Please try it."
Zhang Fan took a sip; it was smooth on the palate, leaving a sweet aftertaste. His calm eyes looked at Xie Can: "Dean Xie, please feel free to speak your mind."
Xie Can: "I don't know if you'd like to join our hospital. I'll give you a private office and two assistants."
Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow slightly: "As far as I know, your hospital does not have a dedicated department of traditional Chinese medicine."
The hospital has a physiotherapy department, which mainly provides acupuncture, massage and other body conditioning treatments, but there are no traditional Chinese medicine practitioners to treat patients.
Xie Can smiled awkwardly and continued to refill Zhang Fan's cup: "I was blind before and didn't know how powerful traditional Chinese medicine is. Now I know that your medical skills are absolutely amazing. Whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, you are top-notch."
Zhang Fan picked up his teacup, took a small sip, then put it down and slowly said under Xie Can's expectant gaze, "I don't have time."
Xie Can looked disappointed, but still didn't give up, and said, "How about we set up a class for irregular check-ups? What do you think?"
Zhang Fan began to think about this matter.
Previously, he relied on referrals from clients, mostly wealthy people who earned a lot of money, but he never accumulated any merit.
If he were to see patients, he could probably save many critically ill patients.
Seeing that Zhang Fan remained silent for a long time, Xie Can quickly said, "If you join the company, you can also receive the hospital's bonuses."
The hospital distributes dividends to its employees every year as bonuses.
After receiving bonuses, employees will be more dedicated, improve their medical skills, treat more patients, and create a virtuous cycle.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan was indeed somewhat tempted, but he still had to go to Miao Jiang Valley. He told the truth, "I'm going on a long trip in a few days, so I really don't have time."
Seeing that Zhang Fan did not directly refuse, Xie Can felt there was still hope: "Then we'll talk about this again when you come back."
"Dean Xie doesn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, so why has he kept me here?"
Xie Can was stunned for a moment, not expecting to be exposed. He awkwardly touched his nose and said, "Although I don't believe it, I still trust your medical skills. I want to make our hospital bigger and stronger, preferably surpassing that kid Luo Chang."
Zhang Fan understood that Xie Can wanted to poach people from Luo Chang.
However, he now prefers to stay in Yuncheng rather than Kyoto.
"By the way, I heard that Doctor Zhang has an apprentice. Why don't we both join the company?"
"It's up to him."
Xie Can originally planned to bribe Zhang Fan's apprentice. If Zhang Fan didn't stay, having an apprentice would be even better.
Although it didn't work out in the end, Xie Can still respectfully saw Zhang Fan off.
Xiang Zhi had come to see the dean on business, and he was stunned by what he saw.
The dean was, after all, a medical student who had studied in the United States and was mortal enemies of traditional Chinese medicine. How could he be so respectful to a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?
He stormed over angrily: "Dean Xie, are you out of your mind? How can you believe in traditional Chinese medicine?"
Xie Can's face instantly darkened: "Xiang Zhi, speak properly!"
He was away on a business trip and didn't know about Zhang Fan. He used to be a hater of traditional Chinese medicine, and he was actually a little angry when he learned that Zhang Fan had come to the hospital to save people.
Upon returning to the hospital, he immediately called Luo Chang to question whether the other party was deliberately damaging his reputation. Luo Chang defended Zhang Fan and even revealed that he wanted to persuade Zhang Fan to go to Kyoto.
Xie Can was surprised. Upon investigation, he discovered that Zhang Fan was indeed quite capable, so he wanted to keep Zhang Fan.
However, he was also skeptical of Zhang Fan's medical skills.
Xiang Zhi felt that he was the pride of heaven, and the whole world should fawn over him. His previous respect for the dean was just out of courtesy. Now that he had been reprimanded by the dean, his face turned ugly: "Xie Can, I only came to this hospital for treatment because we are alumni. Don't think that I can't go anywhere else!"
Xie Can stared in disbelief, his mouth agape. It took him a long time to recover. "Xiang Zhi, the hospital doesn't need you. If you feel you're wasting your talents here, you can leave."
Xiang Zhi ripped off his work badge: "Fine, I'm leaving!"
He slammed his work badge on the ground and stormed off.
Xie Can's nose was crooked with anger, and his trembling finger pointed at Xie Can's back: "Young man, you're too young and impetuous!"
He suddenly felt a warm current rush to his head, then everything went black and the world turned upside down. He lay on the ground, trying to get up, but he lost control of his body and could only lie helplessly on the ground.
Based on experience, he must have had a stroke, or what Western medicine calls a cerebral infarction, and he needs immediate surgery.
He watched as Zhang Fan walked over and squatted down beside him, pricking his fingers and toes with needles to draw blood. Feeling warm liquid flowing from the tips of his fingers, Xie Can realized that he was gradually regaining control of his body.
It can move now!
Xie Can was stunned!
Just a few needle pricks and he'll be able to move?
Traditional Chinese medicine is really that amazing?!
Xie Cancai realized how ignorant he had been.
No surgery needed!
Was his previous knowledge narrow-minded?
Xie Can felt his understanding was being challenged, and his mind was buzzing.
After a long while, Xie Can, her hands trembling slightly with excitement, grabbed Zhang Fan and pleaded, "Dr. Zhang, you must stay in our hospital."
Zhang Fan finally managed to find an excuse and escape.
Sitting in the car, Yuan Xin asked in bewilderment, "Su Wang has already been kicked out of his home, so why did he still come to kill his grandfather?"
Zhang Fan: "It's not about venting anger, it's about profit."
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