Mu Ling stood outside the office door and took a look inside.

I saw a middle-aged man angrily pointing at the two nurses and cursing: "You guys are useless in any way. You can't even see a cold. You're useless!"

"I spent so much money. If you don't return the money to me today, I will smash your hospital!"

"Where is the director named Mei? Call her over and I want to see your dean!"

"Don't be angry, our Director Mei goes to the dean and will be back in a while." A nurse explained.

"Don't fool me. If the Mei-submitted to avoid seeing me, I will not leave here." After the middle-aged man said that, he sat down, and he would not leave if he didn't solve his problem.

The two young nurses were in a hurry.

"Sorry, Dean, I'm going to let you laugh at it, but this patient is too unreasonable. How can I get rid of the disease and get the drug refund fee?" Director Mei felt a little unhappy in his eyebrows.

"As you said, although he is a bit unreasonable, from his perspective, there is no reason." Mu Ling said.

"Director, why are you still talking to him?" Director Mei was a little angry.

Mu Ling said: "Everyone believes that when going to the hospital, you need to buy equivalent products when you consume. We cannot provide them, and only a few goods that cannot be guaranteed to be 100% equivalent."

"So, we must put ourselves in the right position, and not take our profession as our responsibility to save lives."

"When we face every patient, we must first lower our posture, lower it and lower it, and put it to the same level as the hotel waiter, so that we can ensure that we can do our best to the patient. Even if we really can't cure the patient in the end, the patient will not blame us."

Hearing Mu Ling's words, Director Mei's face looked ashamed.

"Thank you, Dean, for your teaching."

"Let's go in and take a look." Mu Ling smiled and walked into the office.

Seeing Mu Ling, the two young nurses hurriedly said hello: "Dean!"

"Yeah." Mu Ling smiled and nodded, walked to the patient, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, what makes you so angry? I am the director of this hospital. If you have any questions, you can tell me. If you can solve them, I will solve them for you."

Mu Ling is very beautiful, with an innate nobility on her body, and her posture is very kind, even the angry person instantly extinguished her anger.

The middle-aged man quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Dean, I've caused trouble with you."

"Sit, sit, sit." Mu Ling quickly helped the middle-aged man sit down and said with a smile: "Uncle, if you have anything to say, sit and talk slowly."

"Help me pour a glass of water for the uncle." Mu Ling winked at Director Mei.

Director Mei hurriedly did as he did.

The middle-aged man then said, "This is the thing. I caught a cold last week, so I asked her to treat me."

The middle-aged man pointed at Director Mei and continued, "I was waiting in line for two hours outside. When she came in, she only showed me two minutes, and then prescribed several hundred yuan medicines and asked me to go back and take the medicine before looking."

"I went back and finished taking the medicine but it didn't get better. I came to find her again. It was the same as the first time, I registered and lined up. Then she only showed me two minutes and prescribed a few hundred yuan of medicine."

"I asked him at that time if he could get better after taking medicine?"

"Guess how she replied to me?" The middle-aged man said angrily: "She told me that she could be better after taking it. She couldn't guarantee that it would be better, but if she didn't take the medicine, it would definitely not be better."

"I said at the time that if I took the medicine and didn't get better, I would definitely come to the hospital to cause trouble for her."

"As expected, I went back to take the medicine and it still didn't get better. Not only that, I often feel weak all over the past two days."

The middle-aged man said, "Director, I only have one request now. If you haven't cured my illness, then you will refund me the cost of the medicine. I will go to another hospital to see another doctor."

"Uncle, what do you call me?" Mu Ling suddenly asked about the title, which made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment.

"My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Yilin."

"Hello Uncle Zhang, that's right. I understand your medical treatment process. I understand your current mood. Do you think this is OK? I am also a doctor. I will show you myself. Let's talk about other things later. After all, the body is the most important thing."

The middle-aged man had no choice but to nod.

"Come on, I'll take your temperature first." Mu Ling took action to take the temperature of the middle-aged man.

After the body temperature is measured, thirty-eight degrees.

"Did you check before and have you filmed the film?" Mu Ling asked.

"Photo taken."

"show me."

The middle-aged man took out the film and handed it to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling took a closer look and found that there was nothing abnormal in the film. She then asked, "When did this be taken?"

"I took it last week...cough cough..." The middle-aged man suddenly started coughing.

Mu Ling narrowed her eyes and asked, "Why did you start coughing?"

"It's been two days." said the middle-aged man: "I rarely cough during the day. At night, I like to cough. My lungs are almost coughing out, and I feel so uncomfortable."

"Do you have other symptoms?"

"The rest seem normal."

Mu Ling thought about it and asked Director Mei to say, "Prepare a movie for him."

"Also filmed?" Director Mei was stunned for a moment and said, "Dean, he has already filmed it once."

"Do what I said." Mu Ling said with a straight face.

Director Mei had no choice but to take the middle-aged man to film the movie.

Mu Ling was waiting in the office.

Half an hour later, Director Mei and the middle-aged man came back. Director Mei whispered to Mu Ling: "There are some problems with the film."

"What's the problem?" Mu Ling asked.

Director Mei handed the inspection report to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling took it and looked carefully, frowned.

Director Mei said in a deep voice: "The lung lobes are edema, and there are two black spots on it. I suspect that I have been infected with some virus."

"Is it contagious?" Mu Ling asked.

Director Mei shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Mu Ling was originally a doctor of medicine, and she knew the seriousness of the matter at once and said, "In this way, I will take the examination report to a few experts to see. Don't let the patient leave your office."

Director Mei nodded: "This is the only way to go now."

Mu Ling ordered again: "To be cautious, you inform the head nurse to push the treatment vehicle and treatment vehicle here. You must prepare antibiotics and hormones in case of occurrence."

"good!"

Mu Ling comforted the middle-aged man again, stabilized the middle-aged man, and then left Director Mei's office.

As soon as I came out, the phone rang.

It was Mu Zhennan who called him.

Mu Ling hurriedly answered and asked, "Dad, is there any news about Gu Feng?"

"There is no news about Gu Feng yet. He should have gone out to carry out the mission." Mu Zhennan said: "I know the cause of Ji Chunqiu's death."

"How did Mr. Ji die?"

"According to reliable information, Ji Chunqiu seemed to have been infected with some virus and died of lobular edema."

Mu Ling couldn't help but take a look at Zhang Yilin's inspection report in her hand, and her face suddenly became solemn.

Mu Zhennan reminded: "Xiaoling, you should be careful when working in the hospital and never get infected."

"Dad, I still have something to do, I won't say anything." Mu Ling hurriedly hung up the phone and then called Ji Chunqiu's superior.
Chapter completed!