On The Day Of My 100th Blind Date, I Arrested My Date

US-Japan International Hospital.

Stop. On the side of the main entrance of the hospital, Chen Yan asked Zhang Chaoyang to park the car on the side of the road.

Now that he decided to follow up the case to the end, Chen Yan was already thinking about the countermeasures to solve the case just as he was on the road.

To solve such a case with an extremely complicated background and huge involvement, it is necessary to pay attention to strategy and not to be reckless.

As in some movies and novels, you can do it right away, and you can be reckless when you rush up, which can't solve the problem at all.

Over the years, the United States and Japan International Hospital has rescued more dignitaries than Chen Yan has ever heard of.

All, we must pay attention to strategy, methods and methods.

Master, Chen Yan looked at Liu Qingshan: You come to pretend to be a patient, and Chaoyang and I pretend to be your relatives. Let's go in and find out first.

When you go to the hospital to investigate, what identity attracts the least attention is, of course, the patient.

Are hospitals supposed to treat people?

Liu Qingshan nodded: Okay, I have been here to see a doctor before, you come with me.

Chen Yan already knew the background of the US-Japan International Hospital.

There are records in the dossier, and the introduction on the Internet is also very detailed.

The US-Japan International Hospital is an international hospital jointly invested and established by a Japanese medical group in China and local capital.

Established about ten years ago.

The hospital is equipped with advanced equipment, the environment is clean and beautiful, and the management model is based on the Japanese medical group, which pays great attention to the service of doctors and patients.

Over the years, there have been no negative incidents, and he is good at organ transplantation, so he has a good reputation.

In the hospital, foreign doctors from Japan accounted for a large proportion, especially some chief surgeons and senior nurses were brought over by the Japanese Medical Group in Japan.

The US-Japan International Hospital uses online registration to make appointments for medical treatment, and there is no need for patients to queue up at the window.

The payment of relevant fees is also paid at the doctor's place. After seeing the doctor, the money will be paid, and naturally there will be no queue to pay.

As a result, there was no one in the outpatient hall of the hospital.

The soothing piano music and the green ornamental plants all over the eyes make people not believe that they are deep in the hospital.

Group Chen, looking at the surrounding environment, Zhang Chaoyang opened his mouth wide: Is this... a hospital?

The environment of a five-star hotel is nothing more than that.

Chen Yan was also a little shocked, this US-Japan International Hospital is really interesting.

This is the hospital with the best environment in Liancheng. Liu Qingshan, who had been here before, nodded sincerely: Not only that, but the service attitude of the doctors here is the best they do...

While speaking, Liu Qingshan's cell phone rang.

Looking at the screen, Liu Qingshan got up: Let's go, my appointment is here.

At the same time, a tall and beautiful nurse in white came to the three of them and looked at Liu Qingshan: Hello, Mr. Liu Qingshan, the number of neurology department you made an appointment for has arrived, please follow me.

The appointment system of American and Japanese hospitals will collect facial information, so they know which one is the patient and which one is the accompanying family member.

Liu Qingshan explained in a low voice.

However, Liu Qingshan's thoughts were obviously in vain, Zhang Chaoyang didn't pay attention to him at all, because now he looks stupid and his eyes are a little straight.

The nurse uniforms of the US-Japan International Hospital should have inherited the good habits of Japan.

It's actually a dress, and it's white silk...

Chen Yan also looked a little confused.

Is this really a hospital?

Look at the nurse's face and figure.

Tut tut!

Chen Yan felt that if he put cat's claws on the nurse's white silk screen, he would be able to enter the two-dimensional battlefield directly.

Hello, Mr. Liu! At the door of the doctor's office, a middle-aged man in a white coat was bowing respectfully.

I am Ichiro Murai, the attending doctor of the second-level neurology department, and I will serve you next. The doctor who called himself Ichiro Murai bowed again.

Then bowed again to Chen Yan and Zhang Chaoyang: Two family members, please wait a moment, thank you!

Then, he turned around and bent over, raised his right hand falsely, and invited Liu Qingshan into the diagnosis room.

Note that it is please to go in.

On the wall of the aisle, there are folding chairs specially prepared for accompanying relatives.

Group Chen... Zhang Chaoyang patted himself on the forehead vigorously: Is this... really a hospital?

Chen Yan didn't speak.

This... doesn't quite look like a hospital.

Gentlemen, please drink tea!

The nurse with too long legs and white silk came back again, still holding two cups of hot tea in her hand.

Chen Yan: ...

Zhang Chaoyang: ...

After taking the teacup and thanking her, Nurse Bai Si walked away.

Withdrawing his eyes from staring at someone's butt, Zhang Chaoyang swallowed: Group Chen... what shall we do next?

Chen Yan: ...

This is a bit difficult to do.

Chen Yan thought that this place was similar to an ordinary hospital, full of voices and crowds.

Then fish in troubled waters to see if you can collect some useful information.

However, there is a big gap with the imagination here.

There are indeed many people.

For example, from the corridor, there are no people in front of the office door.

But everyone is quieter.

Occasionally, two of them spoke loudly, and the beautiful nurse sister on the side came to dissuade them.

If this is faced with ordinary nurses or doctors, who will listen to you.

However, these nurse ladies are really good-looking.

They talk softly one by one, and serve you tea and water, who can stand up?

Therefore, Nuoda Hospital is unbelievably quiet.

However, Chen Yan didn't get nothing.

At least as far as it is now, this US-Japan International Hospital is definitely a holy place for medical treatment.

The tall ones in the hospital, the top ones among the nurses!

However, the more this happened, the more flustered Chen Yan felt.

Why do Japanese medical groups come here to spend money to improve medical services for Chinese people?

Do you really do charity and care about the health of Chinese people?

Give me a break!

The history of this world is no different from the history of Chen Yan's previous life.

That humiliating history still happened in this time and space.

Even, more tragic.

It seems that normal investigation methods are useless! Chen Yan's thoughts turned, and a figure flashed in his mind.

Maybe... you can try!

Chaoyang, sit down first, call me if you need anything.

After finishing speaking, Chen Yan walked towards the female nurse who had just poured tea for him.

Although most of the chief surgeons and nurses of the US-Japan International Hospital are from Japan, it is possible that the general medical staff are all local.

The nurse Baisi who brought Chen Yan and the others to see a doctor just now is a native of Liancheng.

Don't ask why Chen Yan is so sure.

Even the city's Mandarin is famous and unique in China.

Miss nurse, Chen Yan regretted why he didn't wear the clothes Shen Yunyi bought for him to handle the case, otherwise the success rate would be higher: I just lost my phone, can I borrow yours?

Yu Yuanyuan's big eyes blinked and she looked curiously at Chen Yan who came over to strike up a conversation.

Pick up a conversation, of course.

Yu Yuanyuan was deeply impressed by a handsome guy like Chen Yan.

Chen Yan clearly accompanied others to see a doctor with his relatives or friends, but his mobile phone was lost, so how could he borrow his own mobile phone to make a call?

Besides, that cell phone in your hand...is it a model?