Chapter 466： Dr. Strange (1/2)
Chapter 466 Dr. Strange
Strange is a neurosurgeon who saves the wounded.
Yes, save the dead and help, even he himself thinks so.
Although he was only in his thirties, the doctor had only a decade of inauguration, but he could talk about neurosurgery. Strange could confidently say that if he was only second in New York, then no surgeon would dare to call New York first.
Strange is undoubtedly a superior and conceited genius. Ten years ago, he not only used the neurosurgery technology to become famous in the medical field, but also got a lot of shares in the surgical hospital, becoming a young and talented surgeon. Shareholders.
Now, Stranch has no longer cares about the cost of medical care. He only cares about the next patient who is suffering from the disease. Is there any surgical incurable disease that other doctors can't break, and then challenge the disease with extraordinary neuro-healing techniques? Suffering.
This morning.
Strange took a Chevrolet A8, one of his cars, and drove past the main road to the private surgical hospital in downtown New York to prepare the surgeon's daily work.
Just at the main entrance of the surgical hospital, Stranch accidentally found that the front of the hospital was filled with media personnel, so many local police came to maintain the order with the hospital's guards, blocking the want to enter Media reporter in the hospital building.
”Except for patients living in hospitals, or related family members, and hospital nurses, the rest of the staff are not allowed to enter the hospital building!” The guard's captain wiped the sweat from his face, holding a megaphone in his hand and shouting loudly toward the crowd. caveat.
A group of media personnel glimpsed, and then shouted more hard:
”I am a patient! Let me go to the emergency department!”
”I am sick! I am sick too!”
Strange rushed into the crowd, and the guard's captain recognized him and hurriedly pulled Stranch out of the crowd.
”Captain Philip, these media, what is it?” Strange asked in a fog.
”Doctor Strange, you know when you go in.” The guard's captain smiled at Stranch, and then continued to work hard against the media reporters, so as not to be emotionally excited to go in and interfere with the recuperation.
Strange could only come to the hospital building with a doubt, and came to the reception hall on the first floor. His female colleague, Dr. Kristen Palmer, stepped forward. Walking with his arm to the elevator, ”Come with me, the dean, the chairman can wait for you!”
Stranch followed the run and couldn't help but ask: ”What happened to the doctor inside the hospital, wouldn't it be a major medical problem? So anxious, it's not like you.”
”Our hospital was acquired! Can you not worry?” Christine was not angry.
”What are you talking about?” Strange stopped.
In the employee-only elevator that rises to the high-level conference hall.
Strange's face was tight, calm thinking, and said: ”No! Even if the hospital is acquired, in accordance with the provisions of the treaty, it should also convene a general meeting of shareholders, and gradually make a voting decision. After all, this is a big event.”
Christine shrugged and said: ”Because of the identity of the acquirer, and the price given, the major shareholder did not reject the truth, so he agreed to make his own claim. Now the other person, the dean, the shareholders, I am signing a contract in the conference room. The dean asks me to wait for you downstairs. When you arrive, you will be taken directly to the conference hall.”
”How do we say that our hospital can also be ranked in the top three in New York City, and it is the only private surgical hospital! It is so sloppy... What is the other party?” Stranch wondered again, and could not think of it. A complete answer.
”I just said that I am not calm enough. You don't know when you go to the conference hall.” Christine sold a pass and said with a sigh of relief: ”If you let me describe it, the other party is... the ceiling.”
ceiling? What is this adjective?