The flower protector of the beautiful president

After Ye Fan left the emergency room, he did not leave the hospital, but came to a ward in the inpatient department of the surgery building.

"Hmph!" Qin Dashun, who had already woken up, saw Ye Fan, the unreliable team leader, stepping into the ward, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and cast his gaze out of the window, not wanting to pay any attention to Ye Fan at all.

From Qin Dashun's point of view, everyone in Xiaxing Communication Marketing Group 3 is qualified to be the team leader, except Ye Fan.

After all, since Ye Fan joined Xiaxing Communications, everyone has seen what his working status is.

Rao Ye Fan made a bet with others and won a large order of hundreds of millions in the European market in one fell swoop, but that would not change the impression of Ye Fan in the marketing department of Xiaxing Communication, especially in the minds of the marketing team 3.

This time, Qin Dashun and Wu Zigang were willing to collect the bill because of the face of Yuan Li, who had just been promoted to the deputy head of Marketing Team 3 of Xia Xing Communications.

Although Yuan Li's performance in the marketing department is not very good, at least Yuan Li is diligent and conscientious in her work.

"Yo, old Qin, are you awake?" Although Ye Fan had a panoramic view of Qin Dashun's words and deeds, Ye Fan didn't mean to take it seriously at all. He came to Qin Dashun and asked with a playful smile. .

"Ye Fan, what's the matter with you? If there's nothing else, please leave, I'm going to rest." Qin Dashun didn't intend to talk nonsense with Ye Fan at all, and issued the order to evict the guest directly with a cold voice.

"As for me, I came here this time just to see you, and I feel relieved to see that you are fine." While speaking, Ye Fan took out a red envelope from his body, put it on Qin Dashun's hospital bed, and said, "This is my wish. I won't bother you if you recover from your illness at ease."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he was ready to leave without dragging his feet.

"Wait!" Qin Dashun shouted.

"Anything else?" Ye Fan asked.

"Please take your red envelope away." Qin Dashun pointed at Ye Fan's red envelope on the hospital bed, and said very bluntly.

"This is just my wish. If you don't want to accept it, just throw it in the trash can." Ye Fan left the ward without looking back.

"You..." Looking at Ye Fan's leaving back, Qin Dashun was speechless at this moment.

He didn't play cards according to common sense just now, but what Qin Dashun didn't expect was that Ye Fan didn't play according to common sense.

This was quite a headache for Qin Dashun. He looked at Ye Fan's red envelope on the bed, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became. He grabbed it and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Old Qin, what are you doing? It's real gold and silver. Why do you say you lost it? Are you stupid?"

Qin Dashun's wife Bai Ting scolded while picking up the red envelope from the trash can, "He's your team leader. If you treat your team leader like this, aren't you afraid that he will wear small shoes for you in the future?"

"What are you afraid of? The big deal is that I will quit. I don't stay here, I have my own place to stay. Wherever the salesperson goes, there are scarce talents." Qin Dashun said very disdainfully.

"You, you did a good job at Xiaxing Communications, why did you resign? Besides, you, the leader, I don't think you are as bad as you said. You have been in the hospital for a short time, but he has come here twice. It's gone." Bai Ting said.

"Okay, don't bother with this matter, I have my own discretion." Qin Dashun said impatiently.

"Then this red envelope..." Bai Ting raised the red envelope in her hand, feeling a little hesitant for a moment.

"Put it away first." Qin Da shunned.

Ye Fan left Qin Dashun's ward and was about to leave the hospital. However, when Ye Fan just walked to the elevator entrance, he heard a noise not far away. When he took a closer look, he saw an old man dressed in rags. Evicted from a ward.

"My illness hasn't been cured yet, why do you drive me away?" The octogenarian dressed in rags yelled helplessly.

"There are limited wards in the hospital. You have been treated here for free for several months. Do you still want to hang on?" A doctor in a white coat didn't mean to be polite to this shabby old man at all. , shouted.

"Isn't this a military hospital? I am a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War. According to the policy, I can enjoy free treatment in the hospital until I am cured." The octogenarian argued and said.

"Enjoy free treatment until you are cured? Why don't you go to heaven?"

The doctor in a white coat, when he heard the old man's words, was instantly happy, and said very disdainfully.

"Also, you said you were a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, so are you a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War?"

"Who is sure that your certificate is not fake?"

"Besides, let's take a step back. Even if you are a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, you may be just a deserter, or you have never been on the battlefield at all, and you have made the slightest contribution to the country."

"You..." At this moment, the old man was so angry at the doctor's words that he pointed a finger at the doctor's nose and trembled.

"What about me?" The doctor didn't take it seriously at all, slapped the old man's hand away, and said, "I tell you, get out immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for asking the security to throw you out of here Come on, don't rely on the old to sell the old, shameless to the face."

"If you just doubt my status as a soldier, that's fine. But why do you say that I am a deserter, or even that I have never been on the battlefield?" the old man roared angrily.

"Is there?" The doctor shrugged indifferently and said, "Then how do you prove it?"

"Do you want to prove it?" The old man tore off his clothes, but saw that there were more than a dozen scars on his body, which were shocking, and said, "Let me take a closer look, what are these?"

"This……"

The doctor, seeing more than a dozen scars on the old man's body, was obviously stunned for a while, and then said.

"Well, old revolutionary, I admit that what I just said is wrong, I apologize to you now, and please don't care about the faults of villains, and don't care about me like me."

"However, the current beds in our hospital are indeed quite tight. Why don't you leave a contact information and go home to rest for a few days. Once there are spare beds, the hospital will notify you as soon as possible and come back for treatment. How about it? "

"No need."

The old man said sonorously.

"I, Liu Shouyi, have never caused any trouble to the country in my life."

"Now that the sun is waning and I'm dying, I don't want to cause trouble for the country."

"Since you are not willing to continue treating me, I, Liu Shouyi, will leave now. Even if you invite me in the future, I will never set foot in your hospital again."