RPAGF Chapter 197 Show me your appointment number
Chapter 197 Show me your appointment number
Wen Zhixia saw Nan Kaijie off and looked at the coffee in the bag.
Wen Zhixia couldn't drink two cups of American coffee and black tea. She was afraid that she couldn't sleep at night, so she sent a message to Xing Xiaoyu asking if she wanted to drink.
Unfortunately, Xing Xiaoyu was sent out by Wang Xinjie to pick up the leader. Wen Zhixia was worrying about what to do with the extra cup. Just as she reached the hospital entrance, she saw Fan Xiaolin walking into the hall.
"Hello~"
Wen Zhixia caught up with her and patted her on the butt. "You're going to work so early?"
"Eh? Aren't you the young doctor from yesterday?" Fan Xiaolin switched back to her old accent, wearing a plain down jacket. "You still recognize me."
Wen Zhixia whispered, "Where are you going? Do you know the way?"
Fan Xiaolin said, "Just getting to know each other, I won't bother you anymore, just go ahead and do your thing."
After saying that, she pulled the backpack from her shoulder in front of her, quickened her pace, and walked towards the inpatient department.
Wen Zhixia was about to give her some advice when she received a WeChat message: [Your director is behind us, don’t look back, she’s looking at you]
Wen Zhixia was startled. She pretended to look in the mirror, picked up her phone, and looked behind her through the reflection of the mirror.
Wang Xinjie was just a dozen steps behind her, standing in front of the number-taking machine. She pretended to look at the machine while looking in her direction with a gloomy expression.
She is even more terrifying than her high school class teacher.
She was even more impressed by the sharpness of the professional investigative reporter, and then pretended nothing had happened and quickly went to the outpatient clinic.
At the same time, Fan Xiaolin had already entered the inpatient department.
She had checked the time yesterday and found a middle-aged woman who was easy to talk to. She lied that she was also a patient and wanted to ask how it felt to be hospitalized here. She also gave the woman two very expensive dragon fruits.
The older sister looked to be in her forties and a little plump. From 1 to 3 o'clock is the patients' rest time here, so usually no one checks on them.
"Sister, how many tests did you do?" Fan Xiaolin finished exchanging pleasantries with her elder sister and got to the point. "I went for a checkup, and the tests they asked me to do totaled over 10,000 yuan. Did you do that much?"
"So expensive!" The older sister was stunned. She immediately waved her hands and said, "I'm the opposite of you. I didn't even have any tests, but they said I have polycystic ovary syndrome and told me to stay in the hospital for observation."
Fan Xiaolin turned her watch and turned on the recording and video. "You haven't checked anything yet? At least they need a blood test, right?"
The older sister was stunned. "Ah? I need a blood test?" She looked visibly panicked. "I don't know. The doctor just took my pulse and did an ultrasound, and that's how they diagnosed me!"
"Sister, don't worry. Our acquaintance is fate," Fan Xiaolin continued. "I have an acquaintance at a major hospital in Jincheng. Tell me more details and I'll ask around for you. Maybe you're not seriously ill and were misdiagnosed."
The elder sister hummed. Since she had nothing to do, she told Fan Xiaolin, "I found this doctor online. This is what happened..."
Around 3:30, Wen Zhixia was seeing patients in the outpatient clinic when Jia Xinjian, a colleague from the same group, suddenly came in and said, "Xiao Wen, the director wants to see you urgently. I'll cover for you here. Please hurry over."
Wen Zhixia was stunned for a moment, "I'm seeing a patient."
"You're not an expert," Jia Xinjian said impatiently. "It doesn't matter whether you're here or not. How could I possibly be any worse? Hurry up and go. I won't be responsible for any delays."
After saying that, he sat down next to her, "Next."
The management here is extremely chaotic. Wen Zhixia has to do work that has nothing to do with her major all day long. She finds that this will not allow her to have a real promotion. She secretly makes up her mind that after Fan Xiaolin gets to the bottom of the matter, she will apply to be transferred back to Jincheng.
When I arrived at the office, Wang Xinjie just came in from outside.
"You came here with your friend this afternoon?" She was trying to trick Wen Zhixia again, "Your friend is so tall."
This time Wen Zhixia finally reacted. She pretended to be stupid and said, "Which friend? I came here alone this afternoon."
"That tall girl, isn't she a friend?" Wang Xinjie looked at her suspiciously. "I saw she was still talking to you."
Wen Zhixia said shamelessly, "You must have seen it wrong. I don't have any friends in Jinghai."
Wang Xinjie kept silent and looked at her for a while. Wen Zhixia pretended to be calm and let her look at her, but she was actually quite nervous. After all, she was not good at telling lies with her eyes open.
But now she understands that lying is a way to protect herself, and her sincerity is only reserved for those who love her.
Wang Xinjie thought, "I haven't seen this little girl for the past two days. Why is her speech so vague and incoherent? I wonder which street thug has led her astray."
"There are a few boxes of fruit at the door," she returned to the topic, "go and move them."
Wen Zhixia wasn't sure what she was up to, but she remembered what Nan Kaijie said: don't force it, otherwise it would be more trouble than it's worth.
So she nodded and went.
Wang Xinjie didn't expect her to be so obedient today. She was quite proud of herself and felt that she was good at controlling her subordinates.
Wen Zhixia arrived at the message room and was stunned when she saw the tall pile of fruit boxes.
Her waist was about to break after carrying five large boxes of apples.
"Doctor Wen?"
A familiar voice sounded behind her. Wen Zhixia turned around and saw Chen Zhuo's handsome face.
"Eh? Are you here to see Hyolyn?"
Chen Zhuo raised the paper bag in his hand and said, "She left her iPad at the hotel and asked me to bring it to her. It just so happens that she didn't reply to my message. Can you give it to her for me?"
Wen Zhixia nodded and took it. Chen Zhuo looked at the apple box in front of her and said, "Let me help you move it."
He looked thin, but he was surprisingly strong. He moved two boxes at a time. Wen Zhixia also moved a box, and they finished quickly.
"Just put it here." Wen Zhixia pointed to the lounge, "I can just move it in. Thank you very much."
Chen Zhuo still said little, "Please tell Xiaolin that I'm at the door."
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a faint tattoo.
Just as Wen Zhixia and Chen Zhuo nodded goodbye, Wang Xinjie's figure appeared behind the wall again, monitoring the familiar interaction between Wen Zhixia and Chen Zhuo.
She didn't hear what the two were saying, but she saw the tattoo on Chen Zhuo's arm.
Sure enough, he was led astray by the little gangster.
Wen Zhixia was completely unaware of Wang Xinjie's perverted surveillance and desire for control. After finishing her hard labor, she called and sent several WeChat messages to Fan Xiaolin, but she didn't reply.
I was busy until half past five before I finally received her reply.
[Bao, I'm done. I'm leaving first. We'll meet at the commercial street.]
Wen Zhixia replied: [Okay, your pad is here, Chen Zhuo is waiting for you at the door]
[I know, no need to worry]
Fan Xiaolin replied to Wen Zhixia's message as he walked.
Just as I reached the door, someone suddenly pulled me back.
"Ma'am, what is your complaint?"
A tall, dark-skinned security guard appeared in front of her and held out his hand: "Let me see your appointment number."