On Friday morning, Yan Feifan came to the plastic surgery center of the affiliated hospital as usual.

But when he got off the car, he was stopped by Dean Liu Jin, who came out of nowhere.

"Freefan, I came very early. Did you sleep well last night?"

Yan Feifan noticed that Dean Liu's smile was a little fake, and replied in a low voice: "Teacher, I'm sleeping well, it's dawn."

"My sleep quality has always been good, and it is likely that I will start a research topic on sleep in the near future."

"If the research is going well..."

Yan Feifan said with a leapfrog saying: "Teacher, there are considerable research results that can help some people with sleep disorders and significantly improve their sleep problems..."

Seeing that Yan Feifan deliberately off topic, Liu Jin talked about sleep research and found that there was some coke.

He quickly interrupted and said, "Okay, since you have a new idea, please submit your scientific research application."

After pausing, Liu Jin continued, "Fairy, last night, you turned off your phone and slept soundly, but I was so troubled that I didn't sleep well in the middle of the night."

"As soon as someone called, they complained directly to me."

Yan Feifan resisted the urge to roll his eyelids and said, "Isn't it just a relative of a deputy director?"

"Teacher, as the director of a nationally renowned super hospital, your administrative level should be higher than his, right?"

Liu Jin smiled and said, "Extraordinary, today is different from the past. Today's public institutions no longer pay attention to this administrative level."

"Besides, he is the God of Wealth with real power. He can just stick to our necks in terms of fiscal budget and appropriations."

Yan Feifan asked in confusion: "Isn't it just a deputy director? Isn't there a director above him? How many people are in charge of the mayor?"

Liu Jin sighed lightly and taught: "Freefan, don't forget that the county magistrate might as well care about this sentence now."

"They are so frivolous about financial tension. If the matter is prioritized, they can delay the funds assigned to us normally for one or two months."

Yan Feifan raised his eyebrows and said, "Just because I didn't come to serve his niece last night?"

"This privileged idea is too heavy!"

"I'll go now..."

"Stop, stop me quickly!"

Liu Jin quickly stopped the young boy Yan Feifan and explained: "What I just said was just a possibility and an assumption, which did not happen in reality at all."

"Freefan, don't cause trouble for me. I'll make a big deal about what should have been a very small thing, and it will end up hurting both sides."

Liu Jin added: "The vast majority of officials are still very strict and self-disciplined."

"But, some so-called family members are used as tiger skins under the name of officials and are taking advantage of the convenience everywhere."

"In addition to some unspeakable ideas such as reducing troubles in some units or individuals, they are often treated with over-standard standards."

"This makes such guys increasingly unable to recognize themselves. Once they are rejected, they can't stand it..."

After explaining this, Liu Jin saw Yan Feifan looking at him with a simple look, and suddenly felt very bored.

He stopped and turned to say, "Freefan, I came here this time just to tell you that last night was just a small episode and would not have any impact on the hospital, on you, and we are not a mud-knit."

"But, as long as the other party doesn't move, I won't move."

"Freefan, we should not provoke troubles, make the situation wider, and small things turn into big things."

"Do you understand?"

Yan Feifan nodded and said, "As long as they don't provoke me, I'm too lazy to waste time quarrel with them."

"Hey, teacher, what if you encounter something similar in the future?"

Liu Jin hesitated for a moment and said, "Just do it according to your wishes."

"Your current strength gives you the capital to say no, and the confidence to be free to receive treatment..."

Yan Feifan and Dean Liu took two steps apart and turned back.

"Teacher, I forgot to tell you something."

"I have an idea, for example, we cooperate with Baining Group to establish a high-standard comprehensive R&D hospital in the area of ​​Fengwei Mountain where the scenery is very good, and at the same time, we will strive to get a share of the pie in the international medical tourism business."

Liu Jinyu said casually: "I understand, your idea of ​​international medical tourism is pretty good."

"We Binhai is also an international metropolis, and there are many international tourists coming to visit every year."

"I will seriously consider your idea..."

Today, Yan Feifan is still busy with the improvement and improvement of Yan Jiaojiao's surgical plan, so he asked Xu Fang to observe the repair surgery for disabled children in the welfare home where Lin Qian was the chief surgery.

Before officially starting work, Yan Feifan also learned about what happened last night.

The official's niece, fifteen years old, was cut several times by a broken wine bottle on her face, and the longest wound was about five centimeters long.

After Yan Feifan refused, Dr. Qiu Ming, a disguise monster who was not too far from the hospital, rushed to the hospital and treated her wounds!

"Doctor Yan, those people were really too arrogant last night..."

The young nurse Xu Shuang looked like she was united in the enemy and said angrily: "I heard from my colleagues on the night shift that the family kept shouting, "You must give Dr. Yan a big and beautiful look, so that you can know the consequences of offending someone you shouldn't offend."

"Doctor Yan, please pay more attention to yourself."

Yan Feifan smiled and said disdainfully: "Before they give me a good look, they will know that I, as a doctor, are obviously not so easy to bully..."

This morning, Wang Chuan also had surgery arrangements.

After he arrived at the plastic surgery center, he talked casually with Yan Feifan about what happened last night, and then hurriedly went to prepare for the operation.

In this way, the entire director's office was just using it.

At 9:36 in the morning, Yan Feifan, who was lying on the sofa in a comfortable position to improve the surgical plan, heard the sound of knocking on the door constantly.

"Come in!" Yan Feifan shouted impatiently.

As the door was pushed open, another man with a slightly hoarse voice rang out.

"Is Dr. Yan Feifan here?"

Yan Feifan stood up from the sofa in the reception area and saw four boys who looked at most sixteen or seventeen years old, swaying and entering the office together.

"I am Yan Feifan, are you okay?"

"You're Yan Feifan?"

The boy walking in front glanced at his eyes, looked at Yan Feifan from top to bottom, and nodded, "Just like the photos on the Internet, just verify the correctness, you are the ones."

The boy looks pretty good, has pretty facial features, at least 1.75 meters tall, and has short hair cut with semen.

But this person was shaking from side to side, and he didn't stand anyway, which was not much different from the middle school gangsters that Yan Feifan knew.

However, this boy's family should be from a good family. The shoes he wears on his feet are just right to know, and he is quite high-end AJ.

"Bonan, lock the door for me!"

AJ boy ordered the boy who finally walked into the office, turned to look at Yan Feifan and sneered: "Yan Feifan, let you die and understand. I came here this time to vent my anger for my sister."

After saying this, the boy aj waved his hand and shouted domineeringly: "Brothers, beat me, and beat me hard!"

"I can't even recognize the one I want to beat..."
Chapter completed!