"Come on, let's go in and take a look!"
Mo Cheng stopped Ai Lei who was about to step forward, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
Brother Chen, I have helped you create opportunities, the rest is up to you!
Ai Yunyue came back to her senses, a blush and annoyance flashed across her pretty face: "What do I want you to lend me your phone?"
"What did you just shout?"
"ah?"
Ai Yunyue was stunned again, her face full of confusion and innocence: "What on earth are you talking about?"
"don't know?"
Di Nuochen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile: "Think for yourself!"
Ai Yunyue: “…”
What the hell?
Does this guy have to be so irritating?
If she wasn't really in a hurry to use her mobile phone to record evidence, she wouldn't waste time talking to him!
But what exactly did he want her to think?
Forget it, if he doesn’t want to lend it to her, then he won’t lend it to her. She doesn’t have the time to waste with him like this.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, glared at him in dissatisfaction, and walked towards the ward.
A hint of surprise flashed across Di Nuochen's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and his eyes became deep.
She...isn't planning to borrow it anymore?
In the ward:
"What do you want to do?"
The middle-aged man looked them over expressionlessly, a trace of disdain flashing in his cloudy eyes: "Why don't you cooperate with the hospital's work?"
"Doctor Yang, what do you mean?"
Ai Ye looked at the middle-aged man and frowned slightly: "Why do we have to give up the ward? My son has difficulty walking now!"
However, the middle-aged man said righteously: "He just has difficulty walking, but others are in danger of their lives. We just want to give the ward to those who are more in need."
"Are you sure that's the case?"
Zhao Ping frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged man thoughtfully: "Doctor, how is my child's condition? Is it serious and can he be discharged now?"
"Of course not."
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was a little impatient: "Okay, that's it, you should move out quickly to avoid hindering normal treatment."
"What if we don't move?"
Ai Ling looked at the middle-aged man angrily, saying, "Doctor, are you just going to treat the child?"
"You guys said that, not me!"
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "However, you are quite self-aware."
"You...as a doctor, how can you be so unethical?"
Zhao Ping's face darkened, and he glared at the middle-aged man angrily: "Alright, then let's ask your leader to come out and judge the matter."
The middle-aged man's face darkened instantly, and he snorted coldly: "Auntie, you are too confident, aren't you? Can you see our leader whenever you want?"
"you……"
"Okay, if you want your child to get treatment, stop talking nonsense."
The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently: "Move out quickly."
Everyone: “…”
"Mom, what should I do now?"
Ai Ling looked at Zhao Ping and lowered her voice: "This is a hospital after all. No matter how right we are, we can't win against the 'local tyrant'!"
Zhao Ping: “…”
If we continue arguing like this, it will not be good for Xiaojing.
But if we move out, it would be very inconvenient.
"Mom, let's move!"
Ai Ye was silent for a while, looked at Guan Jing lying on the hospital bed, and felt sad.
These days, they really can't afford to mess with powerful people!
"Then let's move!"
Zhao Ping suppressed her helplessness and anger and nodded knowingly.
However, just as they were packing up to move out, a clear and puzzled voice rang out at the door: "Grandma, can Xiaojing be discharged from the hospital?"
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