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- "What did you say?" Jesse was the first to react and call out.
"Because three of your patients died in the past three months, I have to explain this matter to the board of directors, so I'm sorry, one of the three of you must submit a resignation report." Yang Zongbao was very calm and ignored it completely. Jesse's angry attitude.
"Who is that yellow guy Dan Si? When can he take charge of this hospital?" Jesse couldn't get any benefit from Yang Zongbao, so he could only turn his hope to Dan Si.
"Don't look at me, he is our boss." Dansi followed suit this time and did not interfere at all, so as not to cause conflicts.
"What?" Not only Jesse, but also Sam and Sarkozy were shocked.
"Yes, I am the one who pays your salary. What do you think, who resigns?" Yang Zongbao's fingers bounced on the table of his desk.
Every now and then, it seems careless. Yang Zongbao was originally a headless fly and didn't know how to solve this difficult matter, but now after meeting the three doctors who were involved in the accident, Yang Zongbao had an idea. I had an idea in my mind, and of course the old god was there.
"You have no right to fire us." Sarkozy finally said, originally the most silent one: "We all signed a five-year contract. If you fire us now, you will need to pay us a large fee."
"I know, I am willing to fire one of you to maintain the reputation of my hospital. In addition, I will write you a letter of recommendation to ensure that you can successfully find a job." Yang Zongbao carefully observed the expressions of the three people in front of him.
"I will not resign. If I resign, I will indirectly admit that the patient's death is related to us. Besides, those nine patients were already dying when they were sent here. It is not our fault that they died on the operating table." Jesse said for himself excuse. But his defense was completely powerless in Yang Zongbao's eyes.
"I will give each of you ten minutes to explain your reasons for staying. Thirty minutes later, one of you will leave the hospital. Of course, take my letter of introduction." Yang Zongbao waved his hand and said.
Dance pushed Jesse and Sam out.
Sarkozy and Yang Zongbao are the only ones left in the office.
"Now tell me everything you know." Yang Zongbao spoke first.
¡°I don¡¯t understand what you want me to say?¡± Sarkozy said carelessly.
"You have ten minutes. I think your accomplices are not as secretive as you." Yang Zongbao poured a glass of whiskey for Sarkozy: "Not bad wine? At least I think so."
"I don't understand." Sarkozy's hand holding the wine glass was trembling.
These small details could not escape Yang Zongbao's eyes: "Stop pretending, without exception, all nine cases I have studied signed up for organ donation. The accounts of the three of you have increased by 200,000 for no reason in the past few months. I I think our hospital is not so generous as to give you a commission of 200,000 yuan in nine months. The FBI will be very happy for me to provide this information."
??In fact, Yang Zongbao¡¯s deception of this news was unintentional. I happened to overhear Mitchell chatting with other nurses, and they learned that Sarkozy had bought a house with a down payment of 200,000 yuan. I heard this by accident. It was the one that floated into Yang Zongbao's ears when he was passing by. This is why Yang Zongbao kept Sarkozy in the first place.
I have to say that the psychological quality of American people is still much weaker than that of Chinese people. After being frightened by Yang Zongbao, Sarkozy was sweating profusely and drank the whiskey in the glass in one breath.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't think about it. It was Jesse who said that the patients are going to die anyway. If we wait for a few days until the internal organs are all filled with drugs and cannot be used, we might as well get the organs and give them to other people right away. That's what I did too In order to save people, we are really saving people. Instead of letting them waste medical resources, it is better to save these resources to help those in need." Sarkozy spoke sincerely and said that he was like a saint, but Yang Zongbao quickly found out. The loopholes in the words.
"Did you take the money?" Yang Zongbao smiled: "You can't decide human life. You can only be responsible for saving lives. To put it bluntly, you are using your life to make money transactions." Yang Zongbao pointed out that Sarkozy tried his best to hide it. The dark side: "At the end of the day, you're not in it for the money."
Yang Zongbao hates it very much, trading human lives, and hates the phenomenon of hospital doctors accepting red envelopes: "You go out first, I will give you the answer later."
Sarkozy went out, trembling all over, exactly 10 minutes passed.
¡°¡¡± Sam came in then.
"Sit down." Yang Zongbao felt that Jesse's expression was a little strange.
¡°I resign,¡± Sam said as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Oh?" Yang Zongbao was a little surprised. The result of his hospital becoming famous is that all major hospitals will not accept it, but Yang Zong?Said nothing and continued to wait.
As expected, it wouldn¡¯t be long before Sam continued: ¡°Let¡¯s not pursue this incident any further.¡±
"Where is your 200,000?" Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.
"" Sam was suddenly caught off guard by Yang Zongbao's question: "You know?"
"Well, I know it very clearly." Yang Zongbao motioned for Sam to continue.
"Nine months ago, Jesse came to me and said that if I help people get transplant organs early, they will have extra income. I didn't take it. After it was credited to my account, I returned it to Jesse, but he didn't Accept. I did all the operations according to normal procedures, but the patient was in a coma, so he said slowly, "So I have been enduring it until now."
"Who else is related to this matter?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I don't know, only Jesse told me." Sam put a check on Yang Zongbao's table: "This 200,000 yuan is torturing my conscience every day, making it difficult for me to sleep or eat well."
"You can go out." Yang Zongbao said.
"Thank you, you can listen to what I have to say, no matter what the result is, I will accept it." Sam said and walked out.
When Sam walked out, he happened to meet Jesse, and the two exchanged glances.
"Sir, I think there is a misunderstanding here." Jesse wanted to explain as soon as he came up.
"Mr. Jesse, I think I'm not mistaken. I will notify someone from above to investigate. And Mr. Jesse, please resign voluntarily." Yang Zongbao was unceremonious.
"You can't accuse me without evidence." Jesse began to show his brutal side.
"Really? We will find the evidence. There are police waiting for you outside the door now." Yang Zongbao shrugged.
Jesse picked up the whiskey bottle on the table and threw it at Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao tilted his head slightly, and the bottle broke on the cabinet behind Yang Zongbao. Some fragments still scratched Yang Zongbao's cheek.
Yang Zongbao lamented that his handsome face was so unpopular that everyone wanted to destroy it.
"What's the matter?" Dance heard the sound and rushed in with the security guard: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, but I think our Mr. Jesse needs to calm down."
Yang Zongbao stood up after speaking: "Dance, bring a flashlight, let's go to the central oxygen supply room."
"What? What did you think of?" Dansi hurriedly followed Yang Zongbao.
"There is only one possibility to kill someone invisibly. There are no symptoms on the operating table until a few minutes before death, the heartbeat and blood oxygen saturation begin to fluctuate violently, and that is carbon monoxide poisoning."
"Have you seen it all?"
"Well, look very carefully." Yang Zongbao knew where the central oxygen supply in the operating room was.
When we reached the corner of the 4th floor, the security guard behind us pushed open an iron door. It was pitch black inside.
"Who usually manages this?" Yang Zongbao was very dissatisfied with the darkness inside. This is because the management work inside is not done well.
Someone immediately came over and said, "I'm sorry."
"Who?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Look after the workers here." Dance just finished explaining. The man just got into the oxygen supply room and turned on the light on one side.
As soon as the lights came on, Yang Zongbao found that it was much better than he imagined, at least it was clean.
"What room numbers are the nine surgeries in?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"No. 1, No. 9, No. 8." Dance said quickly.
Under the guidance of the workers, Yang Zongbao looked at the pipe above his head. Because to facilitate maintenance, the ceiling here is only 2 meters high.
"These are the pipes for carbon monoxide, laughing gas, and oxygen respectively."
Yang Zongbao followed what the other party pointed at and looked at each pipe one by one. It was discovered that someone had tampered with the tubes in operating rooms No. 1, 9, and 8.
¡°Do you usually touch the pipelines here?¡± Yang Zongbao asked the workers.
"No, what's wrong?" The worker also came over and asked.
Yang Zongbao reached out and touched the carbon monoxide pipe and found water: "This pipe has been damaged."
"What's going on?" Dansi also came over and asked softly.
"Only when the breathing tube is connected will there be exhaled water vapor." Yang Zongbao knew that the problem was serious: "Immediately summon security to check for me."
After saying that, he walked out. This is a conspiracy that works both inside and outside.
"What should we do? This matter is serious." Dansi was very serious.
"I will discuss this matter with the people above. Put Jie?? and Sarkozy were handed over to the police. Everything is done in secret. "Yang Zongbao doesn't want to ruin the reputation of the hospital. Everything must continue as usual.
Yang Zongbao went to the dean¡¯s office on the top floor for the first time.
The dean¡¯s office is filled with photos of previous deans. Yang Zongbao is the only Asian face in these photos. Yang Zongbao even saw a photo of his mentor, Monkto Ferrambi, when he was young - sunny and handsome. I don¡¯t know why Master entered that hospital and his temperament changed drastically. This is also one of the problems that Yang Zongbao urgently needs to solve.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t have time to observe this now, so he grabbed the phone and dialed. Once upon a time, Yang Zongbao never wanted to meet those monsters like vampires again. At the age of 14, I had seen enough. No one can underestimate the memories of children who have just entered their teenage years - vivid and profound.
After Yang Zongbao finished making the call, he fell back on the back of the chair.
"Coffee?" Dance knocked on the door and came up with two cups of coffee.
"Thank you." Yang Zongbao sighed, took the coffee and took a sip, then realized that he had just had a gastric perforation not long ago and could not drink such irritating things.
"Why doesn't it taste good?" Dansi thought something was wrong when he saw Yang Zongbao stop.
¡°It¡¯s not that I have a gastric perforation, I just had an operation.¡± Yang Zongbao seemed to be talking about something other than his own.
"Yang, I realize that you are really not an ordinary person." Dan Si was completely speechless to Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao was his student before, and he could still look at him with appreciation. Now that Yang Zongbao has become his boss, the status between the two has changed. Dansi is more curious about Yang Zongbao's methods. How to solve this matter perfectly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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