Chapter 2411

Su Yun pursed her lips, her gaze sharp, like a knife through the hair on her forehead, falling onto Wu Yuanzhang's face at the psychiatric hospital.

Wu Yuanzhang felt especially Uncomfortable under the gaze of the two, as if being lashed by the bitter cold wind of the depths of winter, vaguely painful.

He didn't know why the two doctors in front of him were looking at him with such sharp, hostile gazes.

We're all people in the medical circle; couldn't we communicate properly in private about anything?

Based on Director Wu Yuanzhang's experience with various consultations and appraisals, they should be amiable, chatting and laughing with him, shifting responsibility onto the patient and the patient's family.

Moreover!

Most importantly, Director Wu Yuanzhang does not think there is anything wrong with the psychiatric hospital.

The diagnosis of mental illness initially involved a physical examination; he had reviewed the relevant records and certainly did not overlook it.

Moreover, the initial head CT showed no sign of a space-occupying lesion, but a shadow appeared six months later—this is merely a "coincidental" brain tumor.

The cause and effect are already clear: it's the patient's family making unreasonable trouble, preparing to extort. Seeking a consultation from a higher-level hospital is also the meaning of the municipal health bureau; this can silence the endless gossip.

After all, it's the opinion of experts from Di Du; presumably the patient's family would also accept it.

But seeing the expressions of the two young doctors, Director Wu Yuanzhang had a bad premonition.

Could it be that they know the patient's family? That expression clearly shows they're here to find fault!

He was somewhat angry, but after years of roughing it in society, he still had some composure.

Endure, I will endure!

He wondered what these two doctors, with their elbows turning outward, would do.

"Let's first take a look at the medical records and other tests." Zheng Ren said lightly.

The two printed medical records were handed to Zheng Ren and Su Yun; they flipped through the pages quickly, and Director Wu Yuanzhang felt contempt, thinking they weren't taking it seriously.

They must be biased in their consultation and diagnosis; otherwise they couldn't flip through the records so fast.

"There's a problem." Su Yun said.

"Hmm, let's take a look at the films from back then." Zheng Ren said while flipping through the records with a swish-swish-swish.

Director Wu Yuanzhang's heart sank.

"I'll go get the films." He suppressed his inner anger, spoke softly, and then left the room.

The films are actually next door, held by that doctor from the psychiatric hospital. Nanshan City has made all preparations; they cannot afford to be careless and upset the experts from Di Du.

But Director Wu Yuanzhang didn't go to get the films; he went to the office of the deputy bureau chief in charge of this matter at the health bureau, knocked, and entered.

"Director Zhao, why do those two Di Du experts seem to have it in for us? They're not friendly at all." Director Wu Yuanzhang said upon entering, regardless of whether anyone was inside.

Director Zhao was the one who had just greeted Zheng Ren and Su Yun; because he had other things to attend to, he didn't participate in reviewing the records or the discussion.

All he needed was a result.

Upon hearing Director Wu Yuanzhang say that, Director Zhao also felt a bit Strange; the person reporting the work was quite savvy, left as quickly as possible, and closed the door.

"How so?"

"Director Zhao, when you're here it's fine. But once you leave, after I finish reporting the medical history, both of their faces fell." Director Wu Yuanzhang could no longer suppress his Inner Mind's anger, speaking resentfully.

"Don't rush, what did they say?"

No, but I feel they definitely came to find fault. Our mental hospital couldn't possibly provoke Di Du's experts; they're just here to check related diseases. The diagnosis of brain tumor is already clear; I really don't know why they're nitpicking.

Zhao Bureau Chief pondered for a few seconds, saying: "Impossible, I asked about the doctor who came today—he's Young Zheng Lao Ban, the rising star from Di Du recently. He was directly parachuted in from Northern Province to Di Du 912..."

Upon saying that, Wu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment.

Not a local doctor, nor the kind who stays after graduating as a Doctor, but someone parachuted in from Northern Province!

As an old hand who's been mixing in the medical circle for decades, Wu Yuanzhang knows clearly the situation of personnel who can stay in Di Du's major tertiary hospitals.

Few Doctor graduates can stay; describing them as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns is not an exaggeration.

Di Du is that big—one Doctor is nothing! Even our own Doctors can't stay; whether Team-leading Professor or Director, they have no right to keep a person.

Even if a Director wants to keep his own student, it depends on fate, on whether there are any strong candidates wanting to stay this year.

The annual quota is limited, extremely limited.

Our own Doctors are like that, let alone a talent‑import style parachute.

Does Di Du need to import talent? Foreign professors are still possible, but not many foreign professors want to return home.

Foreign doctors are light work, high pay; there are plenty who sharpen their heads to go abroad, and no one sees anyone returning home to work half‑dead every day, with quality of life plummeting and little dignity, wholeheartedly treating illness and saving lives.

Anything abnormal must have a demon.

Wu Yuanzhang looked dubiously at Zhao Bureau Chief.

"Let me ask, the Di Du side told me that the people coming today will definitely solve the problem; I'll have them fax over the specific details."

Zhao Bureau Chief made a call, explaining the situation on this side. Zhao Bureau Chief still spoke in his own favor, and Wu Yuanzhang could read between the lines, feeling somewhat reassured.

But soon, Zhao Bureau Chief's face turned grave, then became impressive.

Wu Yuanzhang's heart gave a jolt; he was already shrouded in an ominous premonition.

"President Wu, the doctor's specialty is Intervention Department." Zhao Bureau Chief hung up the phone and first told him an unbelievable news.

"Intervention..." Wu Yuanzhang's heart ignited with nameless fury.

He originally thought it was a neurology specialist professor, but never expected it to be someone from the Intervention Department!

"Do you know why?" Zhao Bureau Chief asked unhurriedly.

"It was Director Yan of 912 who personally handled this; supposedly, having full medical qualifications is a condition for settling in 912."

The matter spread back and forth, becoming ever more bizarre. Originally, Vice President Yuan just greeted it, and Lin Ge ran around for a while to finish it, but it turned out like this.

But this way of presenting the news is obviously more powerful—it's like a strong left hook that directly hits Wu Yuanzhang's weak point.

"Zheng Lao Ban went to 912 with a Nobel Prize project, wanting nothing." Zhao Bureau Chief sighed and said: "President Wu, rest assured, they definitely won't specially pick on your faults."

The meaning of these words shouldn't be too obvious—a Nobel Prize nominee, who will surely become an academician later, would look for faults in your Nanshan City Psychiatric Hospital?

If they did that, that would truly be having a problem.