Zhonghai First Hospital, the director's office.
Feng Yong was completely dumbfounded.
Just moments ago, he had received calls from the other shareholders in the management department, telling him that Zhonghai First Hospital's share structure had undergone an earth-shattering change.
Someone had spent a fortune buying up the other shareholders' stakes, accumulating a staggering ninety percent. This gave President Feng quite a fright.
Although Feng Yong was the hospital director, he was also a shareholder of Zhonghai First Hospital. Even though he held only seven percent of the shares, he still received annual dividends amounting to several hundred million.
That was precisely why he understood just how terrifying someone capable of obtaining ninety percent of the shares was.
"No, I have to gather all the hospital's experts immediately. We must make Mr. Lin Chen feel how seriously we take him."
After saying that, he used the hospital's internal phone system to notify the renowned specialists from every department.
Before long, all the hospital's expert doctors had assembled.
"Director, did you call us here so urgently because something major happened?"
The confused experts finally voiced the doubts in their hearts upon seeing the director.
Though they were asking a question, their humble demeanor made it obvious that they were currying favor, practically groveling.
Who would have thought that these arrogant, high-and-mighty experts outside would behave like this here?
Still, it was understandable. As Zhonghai's only private hospital, Zhonghai First Hospital offered benefits several times greater than other hospitals—three or four times at the least, and more than ten times at the most.
And Feng Yong, being both director and shareholder, was naturally someone they sought to flatter.
"Is everyone here?"
Seeing the many renowned experts, Feng Yong's imposing manner immediately surfaced, in sharp contrast to the humility he had shown on the phone earlier.
"Most of them are here, but Director Zhao isn't. It seems he went to the inpatient department to check on the patients."
Someone in the crowd answered.
"The inpatient department? Perfect. All of you, come with me to the inpatient department. We have important business to handle."
"Director, what exactly happened? You're in such a hurry—could some important figure have come to the hospital?"
Feng Yong said solemnly, "You got it right. An important figure has indeed come to the hospital."
"Director, who is this important figure? Could it be the previous largest shareholder with fifteen percent?"
"You're half right. The visitor is indeed the hospital's largest shareholder, but not with fifteen percent—ninety percent."
"I only just received the news. Someone spent a huge sum to acquire the shares of all the other shareholders, reaching a staggering ninety percent. He is currently in the inpatient department, which is why I gathered everyone in such a rush."
The moment those words were spoken, every expert doctor present sucked in a breath.
None of them had expected this important figure to be important to such an extent.
Because of the hospital's unique nature, many people would never sell their shares unless they were offered overwhelming benefits. Otherwise, no one would part with their stake.
Yet now, the director said that someone had acquired ninety percent of Zhonghai First Hospital's shares. One could only imagine what an astronomical sum that had cost.
Once wealth reached a certain level, the power that came with it grew accordingly. No wonder Director Feng was taking this so seriously.
Looking at everyone's shocked expressions, Feng Yong's face suddenly hardened as he said coldly,
"But let me make this clear first. If anyone offends this important figure later, don't blame me for turning hostile. Take the initiative and pack up your things and leave."
Everyone hurriedly nodded in agreement.
What a joke. Unless someone had rocks for brains, who the hell would dare offend such a towering figure?
Thus, led by Feng Yong, the many expert doctors marched grandly toward the inpatient department.
At that moment, Lin Chen arrived outside Ward 606 of the inpatient department carrying fruit and flowers.
Just as he was about to enter, he heard a commotion coming from inside.
"Why? We clearly paid the hospitalization fees. As long as we haven't fallen behind on payments, what right do you have to make us move out?"
The one speaking was Qin Xueqing, her face flushed red with anger.
Just moments ago, when she entered the room intending to share everything that had happened today with her parents, the attending physician informed her that they had to vacate the ward.
How could Qin Xueqing possibly accept that?
Her mother was seriously ill and needed rest, hospitalization, and observation. She could not even be moved around too violently.
Yet they were being asked to move out now. How was that any different from killing her?
"Why? Because we have money and connections. What can you do about it?"
The Middle-aged Woman sneered on the spot as if she had heard some joke.
"Director Zhao, I think you should handle this matter. But I hope you do it quickly."
After saying that, the Middle-aged Woman pinched her arm. The bruising made it clear that she had been injured.
Director Zhao gave a fawning smile, then looked at Qin Xueqing. "Miss, ordinarily, hospital beds go to whoever arrives first, but you can't keep occupying one forever, can you?"
"Besides, I already told you that your mother's condition can only be treated with surgery. I also told you about the surgical fee long ago. You've been occupying the bed without seeking treatment—isn't that a waste of resources?"
"As long as you can produce the money now, I can let you stay. But if you can't, then there's no helping it. You'll have to vacate the bed for patients who need it."
Director Zhao knew he was in the wrong, so he could only try persuasion before resorting to force.
However, saying that only completely enraged Qin Xueqing.
"What do you mean, for patients who need it? Does my mother not need it?"
"And she only injured her hand slightly. It isn't serious enough to require hospitalization. Can't Director Zhao even tell which case is more urgent?"
Qin Xueqing only hated herself for being useless. Although her livestream had received many tips, the platform would not distribute her share until the end of the month, and there were still three or four days left.
How could she possibly come up with that much money all at once?
"Whether I need to be hospitalized isn't for you to decide. I have money and connections. I'll stay if I want to stay. I'm happy to!"
"Director Zhao, please hurry up. My hand still hurts."
Seeing Qin Xueqing beside herself with anger, the Middle-aged Woman sneered even more. As a shareholder's wife, she could do whatever she wanted. How could she let someone else point fingers at her?
"Yes, yes."
Director Zhao smiled obsequiously, then his expression changed as he turned to Qin Xueqing. He had spoken politely earlier only because he felt guilty.
But she had refused to listen time and again, and the anger in his heart flared up. If he failed to settle this matter, he would not be able to survive at the hospital in the future.
At that thought, Director Zhao's expression became exceptionally ugly, and even his voice rose considerably.
"Was I not clear enough? As a hospital director, I'm telling you now: you will give up this bed whether you want to or not."
"If you're dissatisfied, you can file a complaint against me with the hospital."
"But let me tell you, this is a private hospital, not a public one. If you want to complain, you'd better understand the consequences."
"Once you file that complaint, I can guarantee that your entire family can forget about ever coming to this hospital for treatment again."
With that, Director Zhao instructed the doctors beside him to begin throwing them out.
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