Urban God-level Selection System

When Zhang Wanlin saw the person awake, he immediately put his hand on the back of the person, and immediately a warm breath poured into the person's body.

The man's originally weak face gradually improved, but for a moment, it seemed to restore the normal person's appearance. He suddenly looked at Zhang Wanlin with a surprised face: "Thank you doctor."

"What kind of doctor is he, Mr. Ding is afraid he is sick."

Doctor Gao snorted dissatisfiedly.

He is the chief doctor of this person, but these days, Mr. Ding did not thank him, but today he is grateful for this mental illness, which is really annoying.

The patient on the bed, Mr. Ding sneered suddenly, and then got out of bed without Zhang Wanlin's help.

Mr. Ding looked at Dr. Gao: "Dr. Gao, what do you think of me? Is it your credit?

Or is it the credit of this gentleman? "

"you!"

Dr. Gao was also speechless for a moment. How bad Mr. Ding's situation was, no one knew him.

But this mental illness actually caused Mr. Ding to stand up, and it looked like it was like nothing else, which was simply incredible.

At this time, the blue son was able to see that this person who was very unfriendly to himself was still a medical holy hand. Does that mean that his leg was cured?

With this excited idea, the blue son immediately shouted at Zhang Wanlin: "Hey, it seems that your medical skills are not bad. I order you to treat me!"

Although it is seeking people, the blue son said with great sense of superiority: "This is your honor. As long as you cure me, it will be no problem how much money you want."

"Blue son, he can't do it, we already have a treatment plan for your leg."

The dean didn't want to give up this great opportunity to get married to the blue son, so he quickly persuaded and said, "Let us come."

"Shut up for Lao Tzu!"

Young Master Lan glared at the dean, "If you do, you won't be consulted for a week. The time hasn't progressed at all. Don't disturb me to see a doctor."

"If you feel okay, then continue to take the medicine according to the prescription I prescribed, and then take it for three consecutive months. Your illness will be cured until the illness is eliminated."

Zhang Wanlin said to the head nurse: "The prescription is going to trouble you to write to this Mr. Ding. I still have something to do, so I will go first."

Speaking of Zhang Wanlin, he was about to leave. He didn't pay any attention to Lan's request.

Mr. Ding said gratefully to Zhang Wanlin: "Sir, please tell Daming, I will go to the house to thank you for the opportunity."

"It's the doctor's duty to save the disease and save people, no need to thank."

Zhang Wanlin finished leaving, but the black man stopped him again.

At this time, security also rushed over, and the blue son immediately shouted to the security personnel: "Give me the exit and do not allow anyone to go out."

Those security guards look at me, I look at you, and I don’t know if I should obey the orders. When the dean sees this, he has to scalp numbly to the security guards: "Listen to Master Lan."

With the order, the security personnel immediately blocked the water at the exit of the ward.

Zhang Wanlin couldn't walk away for a moment, so he looked at Master Lan: "Are you sure you want to come with me?"

Your leg is indeed still saved, but I don't want to cure it. If you dare to stir it up again, I will completely abolish your legs. "

"It's a big talk, you're coming."

Lan Gongzi's temperament was excited, staring angrily at Zhang Wanlin, "I let you cure me, you must cure, dare not cure, you don't want to go out!"

"Oh! It's your own death, then you can't blame me."

Zhang Wanlin said that one hand had been raised, and just before it fell, a familiar shout came from the door.

"What are you guys?

Dare to stop me?

I am looking for my boss and let me go quickly. "

Outside the house, Zhou Yutang's voice was very loud and full of momentum, which overwhelmed those security officers who dared not look directly.

In the end, these people were frightened by Zhou Yutang's strong momentum. Zhou Yutang took a team of dozens of people into this fairly large but overcrowded ward.

"Boss, you are really here. Why did you take a cell phone for several hours?"

Zhou Yutang ran excitedly and said with a worried face, "After I returned to Hercynian, I couldn't find you, but I was in a hurry."

"I came to the hospital and encountered a critically ill patient, so I took some treatment, but when I was going to go, I met a dog who didn't open my eyes and wanted me to scrap his legs."

Zhang Wanlin said that he looked at the blue son, but at this time, his eyes were staring at Zhou Yutang, and his hands were trembling slightly at the moment.

Zhou Yutang followed Zhang Wanlin's gaze and looked down at Young Master Lan. Then he sneered with a sneer: "Who do I say! It turned out to be the young master of the Lan family who had lost his legs!"

"how?

Are you masochistic?

After being violently abused by me, I am now looking for my boss to be abused. Are you sick? "

Zhou Yutang said he patted Lan Gongzi's cheek with a hand and sneered, "Did you not want to stand up in this life?"

If yes, can I help you again? "

"No, no."

Lan Gongzi was so frightened that he pushed hard with both hands, and the whole person fell directly from the wheelchair, directly lying on the ground, and bowed to Zhou Yutang for mercy, "Brother Zhou, please let me go."

hiss! A group of doctors and nurses looked at the inexhaustible blue son who was scared and admitted to mistakes, and the person who was knocked was just the mentally ill brother they thought, then wouldn't that mental illness be a bigger source?

In an instant, everyone's eyes on Zhang Wanlin changed, and they all bowed their heads guilty, deeply afraid that Zhang Wanlin would settle accounts with them, but they just made a speech.

The dean retreated quietly, preparing to leave.

However, Zhang Wanlin glanced at the man in the corner of his eye, so he said to Zhou Yutang: "The dean of this hospital is not a good dean. Yutang, remove him and replace her with her."

Zhang Wanlin said to the little nurse who picked up her mobile phone: "I think her quality is first of all good, and secondly, she is also active in treating patients, just her."

The little nurse suddenly covered her mouth. What did she hear?

This mysterious and noble man wants to be the dean of this hospital?

how can that be! "Okay, boss, let me do this little thing."

Zhou Yutang smiled and said, "The personnel transfer in a small local hospital like Haixi is not a thing for me."

"Well, I'm going first, you will deal with the follow-up."

Zhang Wanlin said that he left step by step. As for Mr. Lan, he was too lazy to bother about it. A person relying on his family was not too scared. He didn't need to care.