The female president's fierce medical son-in-law

"You are not the dean, you don't have this power!"

She turned pale with anger, took out her mobile phone and called Guo Wenhua:
"President Guo, please come to my outpatient clinic. Lin Tong announced in front of the patients that I would be dismissed from my position and dismissed. I refuse to accept it!"

After hanging up the phone, she was so angry that she opened the door and wanted to openly negotiate with Lin Tong.

Immediately, Guo Wenhua hurried over, his face darkening:
"what happened?"

Hu Jiaqi is like a shrew, a villain will complain first:
"Dean Guo, Lin Tong is not from an authentic academic background, he is an amateur, but he uses patients to test me."

"Then he came over and said in front of the patient that I had misdiagnosed the disease, and asked me to prescribe medicine and massage the patient according to his diagnosis."

Some patients and their family members heard the sound and gathered around to watch the commotion.

Liu Yansong heard that Hu Jiaqi was arguing with Lin Tong, so he hurried over.

He quietly walked behind Lin Tong and tugged at the hem of his clothes, not to quarrel with his colleagues, it would be bad influence.

She is older than you, you have to respect her.

Lin Tong gently pushed away his grandfather's hand and looked back at him. Keeping her for such a low-level doctor with a bad attitude will have a bad impact on the hospital.

After listening to Hu Jiaqi's confession, Guo Wenhua didn't dare to express his opinions casually, so he turned to look at Lin Tong:
"Doctor Lin, if you want to dismiss a middle-level cadre and dismiss a doctor, should it be approved by the board of directors?"

Lin Tong said seriously:

"Dr. Hu's medical skills are so poor that he makes mistakes in diagnosing even the most basic common diseases. Isn't this a mistake?"

"And the attitude is very bad. If I tell her well, she will hurt people."

"If such a doctor is kept, how can the hospital have a good reputation? How can it develop? I will not change my mind and ask her to pay the bill and leave immediately!"

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

Who is this young man?How do you have the right to fire an old Chinese doctor?
Even Zhang Yansong and Shi Xiaolei were surprised. What is Lin Tong's identity?
Everyone went to see Guo Wenhua, and the dean's words counted.

Guo Wenhua went to see Hu Jiaqi and unequivocally said:
"Doctor Hu, listen to Dr. Lin, go to the accounting office to check out and leave immediately!"

"Let's go, I've long wanted to leave this shitty private hospital."

"Hmph, this hospital will close sooner or later!"

After speaking, he packed his things and walked out angrily.

Lin Tong said to her back:
"In a few months, come and see if the hospital is closed!"

The onlookers looked at Hu Jiaqi a little embarrassed and walked out, with puzzled faces and discussions.

"This hospital is so strange, a little doctor can fire an old Chinese doctor."

"However, by doing so, there may be hope for Daedeok Hospital."

"This little doctor may have a big background!"

Shi Xiaolei couldn't help shouting to the crowd:

"You are right. He is a little genius doctor. He can see my illness at a glance, but Dr. Hu, who was fired by him, made a diagnosis for a while, but he still diagnosed the wrong illness."

The onlookers all came to see Lin Tong, and then looked at the name hanging outside his clinic:
"His name is Lin Tong, and Lin Tong is a little genius doctor."

Lin Tong listened to these discussions, and immediately led Shi Xiaolei to the grandfather's clinic:
"Grandpa, please help her to have a look. He has a right breast cyst, which is benign. You can prescribe some anti-swelling medicine for her, and give her a few massages. It can cure her disease for two to three hundred yuan."

"I have something to go out for a while. Besides, I'm young, so it's not very good to give her a massage there. "

After speaking, Lin Tong looked at the time on his mobile phone. It was almost eleven o'clock. He immediately went to the consulting room, closed the door, and drove to the restaurant that Liu Mengyi sent him on WeChat.

Lin Tong didn't have time to buy a gift, so he had to take a shirt given to him by a patient's family member to eat noodles.

It's Liu Mengyi's father's birthday, and besides, they're divorced, so just take a gift and make a point of it.

Arriving at Jianghai No. 2, Lin Tong parked his car and came out to call Liu Mengyi's cell phone. Liu Mengyi told him that he was in private room No. [-].

Lin Tong took a shirt and walked into private room No. 2. There were already two tables of people sitting in the private room, all of whom were from the Liu family.

There are three round tables in the luxurious private room, and only two tables are seated.

"Everyone is here, just waiting for you, can't you come earlier?"

Liu Mengyi pretended to complain about him, stood up and greeted him:
"Come on, sit here."

She made a place for him beside her.

"A little doctor is still putting on airs, so he intends to be the last one to arrive."

Mother-in-law Zhang Lili still refuses to let go of the opportunity to bury Lin Tong.

Lin Tong put the shirt in his hand on the sofa next to him, walked over and sat down on the left side of Liu Mengyi, and greeted everyone with a smile:
"Sorry, I was entangled by a patient, so I came late."

How could Liu Xiaojun, who was sitting at the other table, miss the opportunity to bury him?

He stood up from the table, took the shirt on the sofa, and Jan showed everyone:
"Huh? It was a shirt for my ex-father-in-law's birthday. Hahaha, why did he have the nerve to bring it over?"

All the relatives looked at each other.

Liu Xiaojun took out the plaid shirt from the plastic bag, and unpacked it on his own initiative:

"Look at the texture of this shirt? How much is it worth?"

Lin Tong sat there motionless, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"This is a brand-name shirt. It costs 60 yuan at most."

Liu Xiaojun screamed and shook off his shirt for everyone to see:

"Lin Tong, are you too stingy? If you don't have money, you can't give such a birthday present to your ex-father-in-law, right?"

Lin Tong couldn't say that he didn't have time to go to the street to buy them, and took the gifts from the patients to refill, his face turned even redder with embarrassment.

Seeing that he was silent, Liu Xiaojun worked even harder.

He walked up to Liu Genbao and compared it with the striped shirt he was wearing:

"Look, the shirt on Second Uncle's body is still Youngor's, five or six hundred yuan each."

"The birthday gift from my ex-son-in-law is actually tens of dollars each. How can he wear it?"

He threw the shirt into the trash can:
"If you lose it, wouldn't it be embarrassing for a rich man to wear this kind of clothes when going out?"

Lin Tong was not afraid of shyness. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stood up and went to the trash can to pick up the shirt, folded it like that, and put it in the original box:

"Why are you willing to throw away the new shirt? Uncle doesn't wear it, so I will."

Liu Menglin never gave up the opportunity to bury Lin Tong:

"Liu Yi, you are already divorced, why do you want him to come here? Are you not afraid of losing face?

As she spoke, she gave Lin Tong a hard look:
"Being laughed at like this, I don't know how to blush. Why are you so thick-skinned?!"

"Do you want to remarry Liu Yi? Mengyi is going to marry a wealthy family now, so you should die."

Zhang Lili stared:
"Mengyi has already lived in Jianghai Haoting No. 8, and her net worth is much higher. How can she remarry a little doctor?"

Lin Tong didn't argue, and walked up to Liu Mengyi and sat down.

Liu Mengyi bluffed her mother and sister, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Today is Dad's birthday, don't mention my marriage."