It shouldn't be! Li Qinghua couldn't figure out how he saw this car here.

Could it be that it was the aid brought by District Mayor Deng Ming and Deng? In order to stand up for the development of the new district, he did not hesitate to scan his face and invited one from the province to take charge.

This idea is a bit naive. Li Qinghua also knows how a department-level district mayor attaches importance to a hospital.

But he couldn't understand why even though he thought about it.

Seeing Ren Haitao enter the inpatient department, Li Qinghua did not rush to leave, but turned around and looked at the hospital carefully.

Although they are all in the medical circle, Li Qinghua doesn’t have much contact with others, and his relationship is more about outside. This small pond in the provincial capital cannot accommodate himself. In Li Qinghua’s life plan, even Jiamei cannot keep him. He will leave sooner or later and go to a broader stage.

As for going to the imperial capital or the demon capital, that is the future, and it depends on the situation at that time.

After taking a closer look at the Jian Xie Hospital, Li Qinghua observed several interesting points.

The plaques on the gate of the inpatient department and the gate of the office building also had red cloth hanging, which means that the ribbon has not been cut yet.

They all started to undergo heavyweight surgery, but the ribbon was not cut. In Li Qinghua's opinion, there was only one possibility - not to invite people with enough weight.

But the contradictions appeared again. If you can't hire someone with enough weight, why did the car park in the parking lot at the door?

Secondly, Li Qinghua noticed that there were very few people here.

The yard of Jianhui Hospital is like Bajingzi, with sparse population and belongs to the urban-rural fringe. Not only are there few people, but the families of patients who can be seen occasionally are also dressed in ordinary clothes and do not look like urban residents.

It is really a place to accept patients. Compared with Jiamei Hospital, isn’t this place at all high-end? Li Qinghua has his own judgment in his heart.

As for the salary Ren Haitao mentioned, Li Qinghua felt that the old man Ren was unwilling to be embarrassed in front of him and forced to tell lies. 260,000 yuan a month, which is a cold joke in public hospitals.

If public hospitals could make so much money, why have high-level doctors lost so many years?

Although he thought so, Li Qinghua still had many questions. He went around and found a secluded place to take out his cell phone.

After a little hesitation, Li Qinghua did not call, but sent a WeChat message.

[Xiao Zou, are you busy?]

This is one of his patients' family members. They work in the province and may know some situations. Li Qinghua also has a harder relationship, but he did not use it. He just asked about the situation, and this person should be enough.

[Director Li, you are busy, what's wrong?]

Li Qinghua received a reply soon.

[I came to Bajingzi Sword Association Hospital to do something and saw Car No. 1. Is there any change in the province's policy towards Bajingzi?]

[Director Li, don't ask about this, I can't say it.]

Li Qinghua looked at the WeChat reply and suddenly became stupid.

Can't say it? What does this mean? But he did not express his dissatisfaction and quickly replied to the message.

[I just ask casually, don't say it if it's kept secret. There's nothing else to get together somewhere else.]

【Okay, then I'm going to go busy.】

Looking at the WeChat chat history, Li Qinghua thought for 10 minutes but couldn't understand what he couldn't say.

He pondered for a long time, but finally decided to find his brother-in-law.

"Xiao Kai, what are you doing?" Li Qinghua called and asked.

"Brother-in-law, I'm busy and I don't have time, so I'm dead."

"Don't let it go! I'm going to do something in a long story. I saw Car No. 1 parked at Jianhui Hospital. Is there any news?"

The other side of the phone was silent. After 3 seconds, Li Qinghua's brother-in-law said, "Brother-in-law, you have nothing to do to inquire about this."

"If the development new area is valued, wouldn't I still think about how to jump."

"That's right, brother-in-law, today the Emperor has an office director. It is said that he is watching Mr. Wu Mian and Mr. Wu's surgery."

Office Director, Li Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not that, it's just an office." Li Qinghua asked casually without thinking.

"Brother-in-law, your IQ was not that low in the past." Li Qinghua's brother-in-law sarcastically said, "If you can drive the No. 1 car in the province, what office do you think it is?"

“…”

Li Qinghua was stunned.

Could it be...

Damn! Li Qinghua cursed in his heart. It’s true that he is stupid. He has too many offices, but he comes from the imperial capital. If you can connect with the No. 1 car in the province, how much do you think about it?

"I'm busy, remember to keep it confidential." Li Qinghua's brother-in-law reminded.

"You didn't say anything. I have a bad memory now." Li Qinghua said immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qinghua looked at the building of Jianxie Hospital in a daze.

What kind of surgery is it? How did it create such a big situation? It's weird and I really can't understand it.

Ren Haitao is the same. He looks honest and honest, and now he has learned to play tricks with himself. He is a buddy who knows the truth, why don’t he tell the truth to him?

Li Qinghua has basically forgotten the technique that Ren Haitao told him yesterday. In his world, this is secondary.

Li Qinghua asked around, but not only did he not understand, but he became even more curious. He simply stopped leaving and stood in a secluded corner from a distance and watched secretly.

Time passed minute by minute, and at 11:23, the group walked out of the inpatient building.

Mr. Xu actually came! Li Qinghua's eyes almost fell off. Mr. Xu was an academician he met during a meeting a few years ago. He was kind and admired Li Qinghua a little.

Originally, in his life plan, if Li Qinghua went to the imperial capital or the demon capital, he would sooner or later ask Old Man Xu.

So he recognized Mr. Xu in the crowd at a glance.

However, as Mr. Xu, he was walking by the crowd and could not enter the core circle at all. In the middle, a handsome young man with a beautiful young man was talking to a middle-aged man in his Zhongshan suit, in his fifties, with a national face and a serious expression.

Li Qinghua recognized the young man as Wu Mian, the one who compiled the textbook "Diagnostics".

The one he was talking to could think of who it was even without using his brain.

Among the dozen people, Li Qinghua knew five. Needless to say, Mr. Xu followed behind, probably to check the situation. On both sides of the person standing in the C position, one was Wu Mian and the other often went to the provincial news.

Li Qinghua's heart was in his throat. Not to mention the broken ground like Bajingzi, even the branches of the Medical University had never had a similar situation.

A gust of wind blew, and Li Qinghua subconsciously tightened his clothes. The wind blew the red cloth on the plaque, and the two words "Sword Xie" below appeared and disappeared.

It was because they couldn't invite anyone, because they didn't think about cutting the ribbon. Li Qinghua had a guess in his mind that was inconsistent with his three views.

The group got into the car, and Wu Mian shook hands one by one to say goodbye.

Until the convoy left Jianhui Hospital, Wu Mian turned around and entered, and Li Qinghua sucked his nose hard.
Chapter completed!