Moreover, Bai Sang, as his friend's friend, tried his best to open a hospital to make money, but after so long, he didn't even hear the money he invested. This year, his company encountered an economic crisis, and the hospital was like a bottomless pit.

Since then, he has hated Bai Sang. If it weren't for the construction of this hospital, he would have at least had enough money to deal with the current difficulties.

What’s also hateful is that this guy actually proposed to expand the hospital area and increase the staff of equipment at the board of directors last week while he was away, and to increase the annual salary of the dean by 50%. This is simply a life of Saint Vasily.

"Damn it, I'm the one who is the one who is a sucker, dead old man, I'll kick you out sooner or later." Saint Vasily walked over the lobby ground angrily and came to the elevator west.

Just as he was waiting for the elevator, suddenly, "Brush" and "Hurry, ah" bursts of heart-wrenching screams and cart pushing sounds were heard behind him. At that moment, Saint Vasily couldn't help but be beating his heart, and felt an inexplicable tension rushing towards him from the air, flooding his whole body. He instinctively turned his head and looked.

Oh my God, he saw seven or eight soaked white medical staff yelling, pushing a bed cart rushing in from the night rain outside the lobby door.

Saint Vasily calmed down and looked at the bed car. He couldn't help but feel a sudden sense of hair and bones, and his scalp was numb. Oh my God, there was a middle-aged woman with blood all over her body on the bed. The blood on her unconscious face spread on the white sheets like ripples, and a bloody arm hung beside the bed.

Blood flowed down the arms like dripping water along the fingers and fell to the ground. Wherever he passed, he left a bloody path made of countless star-blooded blood, which made people involuntarily peel off. Obviously, this was an emergency medical rescue operation.

"Quick, enter the operating room No. 2." With the command of a middle-aged doctor, everyone pushed the cart into a long corridor to the east.

At the end of the corridor, the lights of the emergency room had already lit up, and a terrible bloody road turned around and entered the cold corridor with the turn of the rear of the car. Saint-Vasily couldn't help feeling the trembling fear.

He couldn't help but call a nurse following the car and asked, "What happened?"

The nurse stopped, looked at the bed truck that had been pushed into the operating room with fear, and plucked her wet hair with her hands: "It seems that she was in a car accident. Our hospital is here recently, and she was sent here." After saying that, the nurse turned around and rushed to the operating room.

"Damn it, this is a sanatorium. What kind of messy people can be saved?" Saint Vasily couldn't help but beat his chest with heartache: "It must cost a lot of money to first aid this woman. I'm such a fool, how could I open a hospital?"

The driver Hu Biao was still enjoying the fun of smoking in the car. Suddenly, for some reason, his heart jumped up inexplicably. He suddenly felt something staring at him in the back of the car. He couldn't help but turn around. Through the long windshield of the rear car, he only saw a clearing in the rain behind the car. He could not see anything staring at him.

"Nervous allergies." Russian driver Hu Biao Yin scolded himself and turned around. For some reason, although he could not see people, he felt that the blood-red night rainy open space behind the car was under the nearby red street lights.

"Maybe it's a psychological feeling," the driver Hu Biao transliterated thought that he made a mistake. He thought there was nothing behind the car, but in fact, in the dim night rainy clearing, his eyes were staring at him fiercely.

The wiper wiper on the front glass of the car had already stopped. For some reason, the driver Hu Biao looked at the wiper wiper hanging on the hood.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of inexplicable dizziness. The surroundings seemed to be rotating and blurring. He couldn't control it. He was so dizzy that he couldn't help but close his eyes and leaned on his seat and fell asleep.

In a daze, he heard a sound of "brush, brush, brush". The wiper wiper automatically swept on the glass incredibly, but the switch in the car was turned off.

"... Chairman, you are so hurtful. I have done my best and worked hard to help you build this hospital. I don't know how hard it is. Now you scold me like this. If it weren't for me, would this hospital be built so quickly. Chairman? There are not many people as good as me these days." In the magnificent president's office on the fifth floor of the hospital, Bai Sang, who was in his fifties and had a sharp face, made a sarcastic voice.

"What ungratefulness, hahaha,,,,,," Saint Vasili laughed in anger. "Who invested hundreds of millions of dollars here to buy your bad breath car parked at the door, and your office that is more expensive than my villa. Who paid for the money? I can't tell that your face is thicker than a cow."

"Yes, and," Saint Vasily continued to shout angrily: "You are so good at communicating that you are joking all day long is to spend my millions of money. A three-year-old child can also communicate like this. Damn, you, an old guy who is more stinky than shit, listen to me. If you can't achieve reasonable results in business within three months, you have to get out, do you understand?" Saint Vasily slammed the table in anger.

"You are threatening me, boss, I want to remind you that you are only a shareholder of our hospital group. Of course you have the right to express your opinions. My shortcomings are that I respect human rights. However, whether I am out of the way or not is not up to you, but by the board of directors." The White Sang, who looks like a fox-like eye, said in a slight and delicate manner: "In addition, I also want to remind you that talents like me who know how to run a hospital and know so many high-ranking officials are in Moscow, but there are not many. Don't think that you have the ability to build a hospital after firing a few grounds."

"You are mocking me for being uneducated." Saint Vasily blushed with anger: "Okay, you have the ability, let's see." Saint Vasily slapped the table again. "You don't want to pass those suggestions last week, wait for you to be fired, you old liar." Saint Vasily picked up his briefcase, pushed open the office door with a "surprise" and rushed out the door.
Chapter completed!