Opening an office in Taila

The author said in the front: There was an error in the previous chapter. It should be that Tianjing's mineralogy worsened, not Jingyi. It has now been corrected.

The word "oripathy worsens" was terrifying and frightening, but this was the reality before Song Yufeng. He didn't even know how Tian Jing contracted the oripathy. This shouldn't be the case. At least in the few years Song Yufeng had been at Longmen, he had never seen Tian Jing travel far. Moreover, how could something like Originium be associated with an ordinary student like her?

Song Yufeng, full of doubts and worries about Tian Jing, put down the things at hand and rushed back to Longmen immediately.

In Longmen Class A Hospital, in room 503VIP, a beautiful but haggard girl was lying on the hospital bed. She was very weak at this moment. The Originium binding rate in her body had reached 45%, and the Originium lesions were in her lungs. To be honest, it was a miracle that she was still alive. Now she could no longer do without a ventilator.

Song Yufeng ran all the way and happened to see the doctor arguing with Tian Jing's father.

"What do you mean? You are just watching someone die!" Tianjing's father shouted angrily.

"According to the hospital's regulations, we will not admit infected people. It is already an exception that she can still live in the VIP room. You'd better move out immediately, otherwise I will ask the police to come and forcibly ask you to leave!" The hospital director answered bluntly.

Tianjing's father raised his fist in anger, but finally put it down dejectedly, while Tianjing's mother just sat on the chair and covered her face and cried.

When Song Yufeng saw this scene, he immediately became furious. He stepped forward and grabbed the medical director, then shouted angrily: "You old man, look at my face, do you recognize me?"

The medical director was stunned for a moment, then said in a trembling voice: "Song, Brother Song... why are you here..."

"Oh, you recognize me."

"Yes, yes. Our hospital is right on your territory. Of course you recognize it."

"Well, let me ask you, do you know how I treat the infected?"

"It should be, it's pretty good..."

"What do you mean? Are you going to slap me in the face?!" Song Yufeng yelled.

"But, Brother Song, I don't want to either. But, but this is the dean's rule. Anyone infected is not allowed to be hospitalized in this hospital. And Brother Song, our place is already pretty good. We just don't allow infected people to be hospitalized. Many hospitals don't allow infected people to see a doctor."

"So where should they go? Leave them to fend for themselves on the streets?"

The medical director stopped talking. Song Yufeng understood that the medical director was not the key to the problem at all, so he drove the medical director away and went straight to the hospital director's office.

At this time, the dean was handling affairs in the office. Then he heard a bang and Song Yufeng walked in. The door had been kicked open.

"Hey, Mr. Song, why did you come to see me today?" The dean quickly stood up and pulled out the chair opposite his desk. However, Song Yufeng did not sit on that chair, but sat directly on the dean's office chair.

The dean's smile froze for a moment, he realized that something was wrong. You know, his hospital was a public-private partnership, but most of the money came from gangs under other gangs, and the government was just a figurehead. So whether it was the hospital's salaries or funding, it was all paid by the Rat King and other gangs. And now, Song Yufeng was the person in charge of this area, so the bulk of the money would naturally be paid by Song Yufeng. Now that he had offended Song Yufeng, his funding would be in jeopardy.

Thinking of this, the dean quickly forced a smile again, then bent down and said, "Mr. Song? Why did you come to see me today?"

"Mr. Dean, let me ask you, what is my attitude towards the infected?"

The dean's heart immediately sank. Oh no, he had forgotten this. Song Yufeng had always been gentle towards the infected, but his hospital policy was not to admit infected people to the hospital.

This trick once fooled the Rat King. On the surface, he still accepted infected patients for hospitalization, but he charged repeatedly during the whole process, so that many infected patients did not come here for hospitalization. Even if they really had the money to be hospitalized, he had a way to transfer these infected patients to small clinics in other places. Moreover, the news was blocked during this period, which resulted in the Rat King being unaware of this matter.

"Of course it's very good, Mr. Song. We also understand that what you are asking about today is this hospitalization system."

"Yes! Let me ask you, why don't you allow infected people to be hospitalized?"

"Mr. Song, we have our own difficulties in this regard. You see, if the infected people are hospitalized, and their condition worsens and they die during the hospitalization, then their bodies will cause more people to be infected with mineral disease. What's more, many people have grudges against the infected people, and hospitalization is likely to cause conflicts. We really can't bear this responsibility." The dean said with a bitter face.

"So what? Can't you just set up a special hospitalization area for the infected?"

"We really don't have the funds to do this. Our funds are just enough to meet normal needs for one year. How can we afford to expand?"

"Bullshit! Don't think I don't know how much money you and that vice president have embezzled secretly! Considering that I just took over the territory and need stability, I didn't get rid of you! Why, can't you use the money you embezzled to build a special inpatient department?!" Song Yufeng cursed.

The dean was secretly shocked, then said with a bitter face: "I'm really not greedy..."

"No?! How about I ask Mr. Chen to come check it out?"

"Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Song, oh, no, Brother Song, please don't let Sir Chen come to investigate. We can't stand the investigation." The dean almost knelt down. The money he embezzled was enough to keep him in jail for life.

"Then take all the money and build a special inpatient ward specifically for the infected. Don't charge so much. Also, compensate those who have been persecuted by your bullshit rules in the past. And use the money you and the vice president embezzled. If you're not careful, you won't just lose this position, you'll lose your life too!"

The dean's legs suddenly went limp, and he knelt on the ground for a long time. Seeing him like this, Song Yufeng cursed angrily, then turned around and walked away...