Yue Zimin asked Zhang Wenzhong's situation a few more questions. After confirming that he was fine, he remembered the man standing next to him whose face had obviously changed. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Ah... Look at me, why did you forget to introduce him to you? President Zhao, this is Mr. Zhang. Although he is young, he has excellent medical skills, even I feel ashamed of myself. Mr. Zhang, this is President Zhao of our hospital and a nationally renowned brain surgery expert."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Dean Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhang Wenzhong.

Zhang Wenzhong did not rush to shake hands with Dean Zhao, but looked at Dean Zhao coldly.

Before becoming the president, President Zhao might have been a medical worker. But after becoming the president, he had already completed his transformation. Now he is more like a politician than a doctor. Take his current smile as an example, the hypocritical smile on the politician's face. When he stretches out his hand, his expression is like a leader meeting his subordinates or ordinary people.

There was no need for any other examination at all. Zhang Wenzhong could see at a glance that Dean Zhao's body had been emptied by alcohol, sex and wealth. If he had been asked to undergo surgery now, he would probably fall in front of the operating table. Maybe he had even forgotten how to hold the scalpel.

Whether in his past and present life, what Zhang Wenzhong despises most is a doctor like Dean Zhao who is "unprofessional" in his career. Therefore, facing Dean Zhao's hand, he not only did not hold it, but instead snorted coldly.

A hint of anger flashed across Dean Zhao's face, but he still controlled his emotions and quickly hid the anger, with a hypocritical smile on his face.

Zhang Wenzhong naturally saw the anger on Dean Zhao's face. He sneered and asked: "I want to ask Dean Zhao, what are the fees and services in this luxurious ward?"

When President Zhao heard Zhang Wenzhong ask about this senior ward, a glorious look flashed across his face, because this multi-million-dollar high-end ward building was built under his strong initiative.

Because the environment here is beautiful, the supporting facilities are complete, and the doctors and nurses are top talents in the hospital, it is also very expensive to live here. Ordinary people cannot afford this expensive medical expenses, so those who live here are either rich or noble. It is precisely because the hardware and software here are excellent that every dignitary and high-level celebrity who moves here praises this place, and Dean Zhao also benefits a lot.

The proud President Zhao no longer cared about Zhang Wenzhong's impolite behavior of refusing to shake hands with him, and began to introduce this high-end ward building incessantly. In fact, he also wanted to show off in front of Zhang Wenzhong, so that Zhang Wenzhong, a "counterfeit" who is said to be from a certain traditional Chinese medicine family (that Yue Zimin guessed) has a little more knowledge.

However, Dean Zhao, who was talking nonstop, obviously did not notice Zhang Wenzhong's increasingly gloomy face.

"Enough!" Zhang Wenzhong suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting Dean Zhao's words, and also made Dean Zhao look at him with astonishment, wondering why he suddenly became angry.

Zhang Wenzhong looked at Dean Zhao coldly and squeezed out a chilling voice from his teeth: "I didn't expect that you were not ashamed of this matter, but you were complacent. I ask you, have you forgotten all the five precepts and ten requirements of the doctor?"

Just as Zhang Wenzhong shouted sternly, a sense of righteousness emanated from his body, which made Dean Zhao, who had seen many high-ranking officials, feel a little overwhelmed, and a layer of misty sweat suddenly seeped out of his forehead.

How can the power of immortals be resisted by mortals? Even if Zhang Wenzhong has become a mortal, he can still change the color of heaven and earth when he exerts power. What's more, Dean Zhao, who was emptied by alcohol, sex and wealth? It's already good that he was not scared to death on the spot.

"Five precepts and ten musts? Then... what is that?" Under Zhang Wenzhong's strong momentum, Dean Zhao couldn't even speak smoothly.

Zhang Wenzhong glanced at Dean Zhao with contempt, then turned to Yue Zimin and said, "Old Yue, you should know that the Five Precepts and Ten are necessary, right? I won't mention the ones before. Let me tell him what this tenth is."

When Zhang Wenzhong said this, he spoke in an orderly tone. But somehow, Yue Zimin didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but he had a rightful mentality. He nodded and replied, "The tenth most important thing for doctors is: don't value profit, and keep benevolence and righteousness. Although the rich and poor are different, the medicine will be treated with the same medicine."

Zhang Wenzhong said, "I guess Dean Zhao grew up drinking foreign ink and couldn't understand the classical Chinese left by our ancestors. Well, Mr. Yue, please work harder and translate this sentence to him."

"good."

In fact, Yue Zimin was firmly opposed to the construction of the senior ward building of President Zhao. He believed that instead of spending so much money to build a senior ward building dedicated to high-tech officials and wealthy people, it would be better to buy some high-tech medical equipment or improve the situation of the general ward so that all patients can benefit. Unfortunately, President Zhao was determined to do his own thing at the time and did not listen to his suggestions at all.

Mr. Yue glanced at Dean Zhao and translated: "The meaning of this sentence is that doctors cannot value interests. They should be kind and righteous, put patients first rather than money first. When treating the poor and the rich, we should treat them equally and not treat them differently."

Zhang Wenzhong clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Yue, you explained very well, President Zhao, have you heard clearly?"

Before President Zhao could retort, Zhang Wenzhong pointed at the bridge of the nose and cursed: "Not mentioning how much your hospital charges. Just talking about this high-end ward building is enough to see that you have lost your medical ethics and have transformed from a doctor to a businessman! People like you are not worthy of being a doctor at all! Fortunately, you are not wearing a white coat now. If you wear it, I will strip it down on the spot. Because you are not worthy of wearing it at all!"

"You, you, you..." Dean Zhao pointed at Zhang Wenzhong, excited.

"What am I? Am I wrong?" Zhang Wenzhong sneered and said, "Are you still an expert professor? In my opinion, you are just a brick-drawer beast, right? A sillyfish like you who deceive the world and steal the reputation should have long been hanged and apologized!"

"You..." Dean Zhao, who was excited, suddenly became urgent in his breath. He took several breaths but could not relieve the symptoms. Just when Yue Zimin was about to go over and help him, he suddenly turned his eyes, raised his head back, and fainted on the ground with a thump.

The nurse was stunned.

Chen Jian was also stunned.

Yue Zimin was also stunned.
Chapter completed!