Chapter 10 Company Manager

After confirming this matter, the two of them left.

Ye Zhenshan asked, "Do you have the confidence? I have told you just now that this person is unusual. If you offend him, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Wang Cun nodded, "I've seen this disease before. As long as you do what I said, it will be cured..."

Ye Zhenshan looked at Wang Cun again, with a gleam of amazement in his eyes!

He didn't expect Wang Cun to be so outstanding. If he stayed with him in the future, he would help him.

"Dear nephew, I have some shares in the new hospital. Coincidentally, there is a vice president over there. I think you are very suitable!"

"But I don't know if you are willing to go. Of course, the position of the vice president must have reduced your status, but you have just arrived, and many people are not familiar with you. If I seize the opportunity, I will give you a dean."

Wang Cun was happy to hear that.

He felt terrible staying in Ye's old villa these days.

It was a great waste of time to chat with a group of old and stubborn people every day. It would be fine if he could go to the hospital to gain experience.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye."

"You're welcome. Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital."

South Mountain Hospital was located in the downtown area.

The hospital covered a large area. From afar, it looked imposing!

"Mr. Ye, why are you here in person? If you need any help, we will come to you."

The dean was a middle-aged man in his more than 40 years old. He was bald and his face was greasy.

He was very happy when he saw Ye Zhenshan.

"I'm sending someone to you!"

Hearing this, Director Zhou was stunned.

"Send someone here?"

Ye Zhenshan patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "This is my nephew. Although he is young, he is a good doctor!"

"Since you need a vice president, I'll bring him to you."

He thought it was a good job, but he didn't expect that he comes to assign his nephew to a job.

"Oh, I see. The people sent by Mr. Ye must be very capable. Which school did you graduate from? A master's degree or a doctor's degree?"

Wang Cun shrugged, "I'm sorry. I majored in traditional Chinese medicine. I didn't go to school, nor did I have any title."

At that moment, Director Zhou's face changed dramatically.

However, he couldn't offend Ye Zhenshan. Since Wang Cun had come, he had no reason to leave.

He had no choice but to accept it.

"Then you must have something special. We have plenty of time to explore in the future. You can go to the financial department to sign a contract and activate your salary card. If you have any other questions, you can ask at any time."

"Thank you very much, Director Zhou."

Money didn't matter to Wang Cun.

As long as he could eat pickles, he would be fine. Besides, it was a leisurely job.

If there was any problem, he could do it at any time. If not, he could have dinner with his phone in the office!

Seeing that Wang Cun left, Ye Zhenshan nodded with satisfaction.

"My nephew is a good doctor. You will understand in the future."

"Then I won't bother you here. Mr. Zhou, please help me with this matter."

Director Zhou didn't dare to say anything more. He patted his chest and promised that he would not let Wang Cun suffer any grime.

Wang Cun staggered to the finance department alone.

"What's that young man doing? Didn't he see the words 'no entry' on it?"

A man with glasses came over, wearing a white gown. He was from the hospital.

"I'm sorry. I'm here to sign the contract and get the payroll."

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Cun up and down.

"Look at you. You just graduated from medical school. Nurses and assistants don't need to come here. You can just take money from the outpatient department."

Wang Cun raised his sign and said, "I'm sorry. I'm the vice dean."

Hearing this, the man almost fell to the ground.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Deputy director of the hospital? Are you here to make trouble for me?"

"You're too young to hand me a scalpel. How dare you say you're the vice president of our hospital? Shame on you!"

Wang Cun squinted his eyes. He didn't expect that people in the hospital would be so irritable.

"I'm the vice dean. If you don't believe me, you can ask your dean!"

Wang Cun slammed the note on the table of the financial department.

"I'm sorry. Please give me a certificate and go through the entry formalities."

When the colleague in the financial department opened the contract, she saw the three words "vice president" on the position column. Her heart jolted.

"Director, stop arguing. This is our vice dean!"

Hearing this, Chen Shuang became angry from embarrassment.

"Damn it! Are you kidding me as well? Is it fun to fool me? I'll say it for the last time, kick him out!"

At this moment, a nurse came in in a hurry.

"Director is in bad condition. The previous liver cancer patient is no longer in good condition."

"He was fine just now, weren't you? What happened?"

Seeing that his patient was in danger, Cheng Shuang ignored Wang Cun and turned to run to the ward.

"We have repeatedly warned the family not to feed the patient any milk products. But the family felt that the patient needed nutrition, so they gave him five hundred milliliters of milk."

Wang Cun shook his head.

The person had terminal liver cancer and drank milk. He was dying.

"Is Director very powerful?"

"Of course he is! You don't know that Director has been diagnosed with many knotty diseases, the best in our hospital."

Wang Cun nodded and quickly followed up.

In the ward, the family members were arguing here.

"It's all your hospital's fault. The patient was fine just now. It's turned bad after having an injection. Tell me, is it a medical accident?"

"I don't care. Don't talk nonsense to me. We don't understand. I just know that my husband was fine just now. Why did he suddenly break down?"

Chen Suang quickly came to the bedside, looked at the instrument beside him, and then looked down at the patient.

He sighed helplessly.

The patient can't be saved now. Chen Shuang turned around stared at the patient's family and shouted with anger.

"I've told you again and again not to give the patient any food, especially milk! What about you? You don't take the patient's life seriously at all!"

Wang Cun's heart skipped a beat when he saw the expression on Chen Shuang's face.

Although he looked cold and serious, he was kind-hearted.

At this moment, dozens of strong men rushed in and stood in the hall of the hospital, ready to fight at any time.

"I tell you, you have to give me an explanation today. Otherwise, I will smash your hospital. My husband was fine. Why he is dying now?"