Wang Dazhi stared at Gu Feng with his eyes tightly, and his fat face turned red quickly.

Kneel down?

Please?

I beg you uncle!

Which onion are you?

Wang Dazhi was so angry that he almost slapped him.

"Director Wang, it seems that I need to remind you that if Mr. Li cannot wake up, you must be responsible for this matter." Mu Ling's pretty face was cold.

"Director Mu, this is not my fault. Gu Feng moved the instrument, which led to Mr. Li's situation." Wang Dazhi defended.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation. I only know that you are always in charge of Mr. Li. I think that when the time comes, Mr. Li's family will not listen to your explanation." Mu Ling said.

Several experts next to him also looked at Wang Dazhi with gloating.

Wang Dazhi's old face turned purple and red after ten seconds before gritting his teeth and saying to Gu Feng: "Gu Feng, I beg you, please take action to treat Mr. Li."

"What did you say? I can't hear it."

"I ask you to treat Mr. Li." Wang Dazhi shouted this sentence, full of anger and frustration.

"Why are you doing so loud?" Gu Feng said: "I'm not a deaf person. You're like a shrew scolding. If someone else sees it, how can it be?"

"You--" Wang Dazhi was so angry that his whole body was trembling. If his eyes could kill people, Gu Feng had already been killed thousands of times. He took a deep breath and said, "Gu Feng, can you take action to treat Mr. Li now?"

"No hurry." Gu Feng smiled and said, "With my medical skills, it is a piece of cake to cure Mr. Li, but I still have two conditions before the treatment."

"What do you want to do?" Wang Dazhi's face changed, thinking that Gu Feng really wanted him to kneel down.

Gu Feng smiled and said, "Of course we are talking about specific conditions."

Mu Ling asked, "What are the conditions?"

"First, I want to transfer to the Chinese medicine department, the faster the better," Gu Feng said.

Wang Dazhi was stunned. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the department with the worst benefits in the hospital. There are not many patients all year round. Going to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is similar to going to the cold uterus.

What does this kid want to do?

After a little thought, Wang Dazhi understood that Gu Feng wanted to escape from his control, but he didn't want to let Gu Feng go easily. After all, today's shame has not been recovered.

"Gu Feng, you are doing well in surgery, what are you doing in Chinese medicine? Besides, in the Jin Ophthalmology and Silver Surgery, the benefits of our surgery are much better than those of Chinese medicine. I think you have to consider this matter again." Wang Dazhi pretended to be very concerned about his subordinates.

"Why should I go to the Chinese medicine department?" Gu Feng smiled and said, "This question is good. Yes, surgery is more effective than traditional Chinese medicine department, with high bonuses and many benefits, but why do I still want to go to the Chinese medicine department?"

Why?

Mu Ling was also a little curious.

Gu Feng looked directly at Wang Dazhi and said, "This is not something you forced to do. I have been working for almost a month in a row, and I have no holidays day and night. I am afraid that I will be exhausted sooner or later when I stay in surgery."

"Gu Feng, you misunderstood me. I'm just thinking that you are young and want to hone you. When the time is right, I will add a burden to you. It's your best for me!" Wang Dazhi explained hypocritically.

"For my own good? Then why don't you give me a salary increase and get benefits?"

Wang Dazhi was speechless.

Mu Ling glanced at Wang Dazhi coldly and finally understood why Gu Feng was targeting Wang Dazhi and said immediately: "Gu Feng, I agree to your request. You will go to the Chinese medicine department to report tomorrow morning. What about your second condition?"

"I haven't thought about the second condition yet." Gu Feng looked at Mu Ling and said, "I'll tell you if I think about it one day."

"Okay, it's not too late, start saving people!"

Mu Ling winked at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng smiled, came to the hospital bed, stretched out his index and middle fingers with his right hand, and drew his body while muttering: "Soul Xi is back, Soul Xi is back..."

Everyone looked at this scene curiously.

After all, it was the first time that people present saw the soul-summoning.

After a while.

A sudden cold wind poured in from the window, which was creepy.

Wang Dazhi was so scared that he hid in the corner.

"Old man, stop sleeping, get up!" With Gu Feng's voice, Old Li, who was originally unconscious, suddenly sat up straight and opened his eyes suddenly...
Chapter completed!