Normally, someone of the vice president's level wouldn't even be a match for him, but now that he's hospitalized, let's give him a chance to prove himself.
Although I couldn't see Yanling's expression, I could hear his arrogance in his tone.
The vice dean was also unsure who Yan Ling was, so he tentatively asked, "Who are you?"
Yan Ling glared at him with displeasure: "I am Yan Ling, Director Yan!"
He's been so blunt, this person should have finally figured it out!
The vice president racked his brains trying to recall any bureau chiefs in the city surnamed Yan, but he couldn't remember anyone by name.
He gave the intern next to him a look, signaling her to come and explain the situation to the patient.
"This patient, you were brought here by the caretaker of XX Cemetery. He said you collapsed unconscious at the cemetery entrance. Do you remember your family's phone number? Would you like to call and contact them?"
Yan Ling didn't speak, but nodded arrogantly, waiting for the person in front of him to hand him the phone.
To everyone's surprise, neither the vice president nor the intern understood what he meant, and they stood awkwardly to the side waiting for him to make a call.
"Give me a call!"
Yanling finally couldn't hold back anymore. How could these two be so stupid!
They didn't know how to cherish the huge opportunity that was right in front of them!
I'll teach them a lesson when I get out of here! How dare they treat him so disrespectfully!
The intern glanced timidly at the vice president, who stood motionless to the side, like an old monk in deep meditation.
She had no choice but to take her phone out of her pocket and hand it to Yanling.
Yan Ling dialed Jiang Xin's number first, but the message he received was: "The number you dialed is not in service."
He paused for a moment, then dialed another number, only to find that it was also out of service.
Yanling was stunned. How come the number had become invalid after just one night?
Did they think they had died in a car accident?
He dialed several more phone numbers, but the other end either answered with a busy signal or the number was not in service.
Yanling looked up and asked the doctor, "Which hospital is this?"
"XX Hospital".
This time, the interns answered without the leader even having to say anything.
She could see that the vice dean's face was so dark it was almost black with ink. She was so scared. What if the vice dean thought she was deliberately messing with him?
She had no idea the patient's condition was so serious! He was delirious and talking nonsense!
Yan Ling thought about it carefully. There was no such hospital in Beijing. So where was she? Was she no longer in Beijing?
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