chapter 5 Go through the back door

On the 16th floor of the inpatient department of the First People's Hospital of JiangShi province, outside the corridor of the VIP ward, Fabricio Wang and Muiel stood facing each other, silent for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took before Muiel said softly in an extremely guilty tone: “I’m sorry.”

"Well……"

Fabricio Wang was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why are you saying sorry?"

With her eyes fixed on the clear palm print on his face, Muiel said ashamedly: "I shouldn't hit you, especially when I don't know anything."

Fabricio Wang shook his head and said seriously: "You have good intentions, and if you are willing to advance the 500,000 medical expenses for my sister, I will not and will never blame you."

"real?"

"real!"

Muiel smiled. She raised her hand to tuck the hair around her ears, and said in a brisk tone: "You said this. Give me the phone!"

"Well?"

"Hurry up!"

Although she didn't understand what she wanted to do, she still said that, no matter when she was at her most desperate, she would stay by her side until she woke up. Even if he advanced 500,000 yuan for his sister's medical expenses and even helped to recruit the two deans Zhang and Zhou, he would have to remember her lifelong kindness. Therefore, without much hesitation, he quickly unlocked the phone and handed it over.

Then, I saw Muiel operating quickly on it. After a while, I heard a pleasant ringing sound coming from her bag, but she was quickly hung up. Then, she handed the phone back and said with a smile: "This is my number. You can call me if you have anything. Okay, I have something to do at my company, so I have to leave first."

Fabricio Wang said hurriedly: "Well, you helped me with the medical expenses and the car damage..."

Before he could finish his words, Muiel interrupted him with a smile: "Don't worry, let's talk about it later."

Fabricio Wang thought about it and stopped insisting. After all, he really didn't have the ability to pay back the money at the moment, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll give it to you."

"Um!"

Next, the two took the elevator out of the hospital building together. When they arrived at the parking lot, Fabricio Wang realized that Muiel's car was actually a red Maserati Quattroporte.

At this time, there was a faint dent on its front face.

Obviously, it was because of himself.

"Don't look at it. Actually, I can't blame you entirely. After all, if I had driven slower, this wouldn't have happened."

"But without this collision, I wouldn't have known you, and nothing like today would have happened."

Fabricio Wang shook his head and said: "So, I am very grateful for this accident, really."

Muiel wrinkled her nose when she heard this and said angrily: "Glib tongue, do you want to chase your sister?"

"..."

Khan, I mean inheritance.

Without this collision, I would not have received the inheritance at all, and there would be no way to save Waimarie. In that case, I would live in pain and self-blame for the rest of my life.

However, these cannot be said, so he could only smile bitterly and said: "Sister Ruoya, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that. What I meant was..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Muiel once again widened her beautiful eyes and said softly: "You don't mean that? Do you look down on me?"

"Ah poof..."

Fabricio Wang vomited blood, his face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer the call.

Seeing this, Muiel chuckled, waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. My sister is really leaving. Go back quickly. Goodbye!"

Fabricio Wang was not in a hurry to leave, but watched her board the car and drive away, then turned back to the hospital building.

But when he arrived at the ward, he found that Waimarie Yang was not there. He immediately hurried to the nurse to ask, and found out that she was being pushed to put a plaster on, and then he felt relieved again.

Just be fine.

After thinking for a while, he asked the nurse again: "Do you have paper and pen?"

The nurse nodded and whispered back: "Wait a moment."

Soon, the nurse handed over a pen and paper. Wang Chen thanked him, and then he lay on the bedside table and started writing.

After a while, a prescription was written.

He stood up, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked out of the ward.

Just as he arrived in the corridor, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Dean Zhang, so he pressed the call and said, "Dean Zhang, are you looking for me?"

"Haha, Wang, I've already taken care of the work for you. Now come to the Human Resources Department and let's put in the files."

"So fast?"Fabricio Wang asked in surprise, "But I haven't certified it yet."

Graydon Zhang chuckled and said, "I'm not asking you to go to work right away. I just want to create a file first. Then when the certificate comes out, won't you be able to come directly to work?"

"Well……"

So anxious?

But after thinking about it carefully, Fabricio Wang suddenly understood.

It's nothing more than the Xuanyuan nine needles.

Graydon Zhang wanted to learn, but because of his face, he couldn't speak directly, so he wanted to use his medical qualification certificate to be named an official doctor in the hospital in exchange for equal value to himself.

Frankly speaking, this exchange was by no means equitable, but Fabricio Wang only thought for less than three seconds before agreeing.

Why?

Because he needs the People's Hospital as a springboard, a medical practitioner qualification certificate, and Graydon Zhang's identity, status and connections.

A quarter of an hour later, following Graydon Zhang's prompt, Fabricio Wang appeared in front of the office of the HR manager.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door. After receiving permission, he pushed the door open and entered.

"Wang, come, let me introduce you. This is the HR manager of our hospital, Gavril Li."

Wang Chen said hello to Graydon Zhang first, then looked at the middle-aged man behind the desk, nodded and said, "Hello, Manager Li."

Gavril Li first smiled and nodded, and then said straight to the point: "Since it is jointly recommended by Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhou, I won't ask any more questions. Let's just enter the file first."

"But the specific working hours will have to wait until your medical qualification certificate is issued. This is a strict rule and cannot be changed."

Fabricio Wang understood and said, "Of course."

"Okay, then you should fill out the form first."

He said and handed over a resume.

Fabricio Wang took it and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

The honorary vice-dean's treatment was extraordinary. Even if he went through the back door, the manager would personally receive him. How could he have dared to think of such treatment before?

However, just when he was about to put pen to paper, the door was pushed open with a bang. He subconsciously stopped his movements, turned around in surprise, and saw two old men walking in one after the other.

Before he could take a closer look, Graydon Zhang stood up and said in surprise: "Dean, why are you here?"

Dean?

Fabricio Wang raised his eyebrows and looked at one of them. He was wearing a decent suit. He was slightly thin and had a pair of thick gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although he was nearly sixty years old, his eyes were bright. It's not muddy at all, but rather profound, giving people a sense of wisdom.

He is Wilton Feng , director of JiangShi province First People's Hospital.

Why did Fabricio Wang know?

Because his photo was posted in the lobby, he had seen it several times.

However, before he could answer Graydon Zhang's question, the shadowy old man who was also wearing a white coat said coldly: "Of course, I came to see how Dean Zhang used his position to use the back door. .”

As he spoke, he glanced at Fabricio Wang with cold eyes and said disdainfully: "For such a young boy, who doesn't even have a medical qualification certificate, you actually asked Manager Li to help him set up a file and hire him to become an official doctor of our First People's Hospital. doctor?"

"Dean Zhang, should you give the dean an explanation for this matter?"

Graydon Zhang face suddenly turned gloomy upon hearing this.

He first glanced at Wilton Feng, who looked a little helpless, as if he had just learned the reason for coming here, then looked at the gloomy old man again, and said with an indifferent expression: "Harve Gao, have you learned how to eavesdrop on people's conversations now? Is this really true? Promising enough."