922 Good Things Are Coming (2/2)

”Can you show them to me?”

”Sure.” Doctor Yan immediately switched on his computer and clicked on an icon.

In Yun Hua Hospital, the ICU was the department with all the newest equipment, and their digital medical records system was also the best. It took less than a minute for Doctor Yan to show the department director Young Dai's various examination results and scan reports.

The department director read everything carefully and nodded. He stood up straight and said, ”His condition seems good. Do keep a watch on him.”

”Yes.”

”If you have the time, write a more detailed medical case report for him. Stop playing with your phone.”

”Huh? Sure!”

Doctor Yan was guilty, and after sending the department director away, he could not stop thinking about what the latter had said. 'The department director probably didn't see the message I sent just now, right? If he didn't see it, why did he tell me not to play with my phone? It's normal to not allow employees to play with their phones during office hours, isn't it? But no one has ever stopped anyone from playing with their phones before this…”

The department director of the ICU sauntered back to his seat. He whipped out his phone and looked around before writing a text message. [The patient's recovery is going well.]

Next, the department director selected multiple names on his contact list and sent the text message. Only then did he feel at ease. He leaned against his chair and took a deep and long breath.

…..

Huang Maoshi was walking in the corridor of the Emergency Medical Center. His footsteps were quick, and he entered Huo Congjun's office. This made a bunch of other pharmaceutical sales representatives look at him.

”This fella is pretty handsome.”

”Young people do have an edge over older people when doing sales. Why didn't he become a model instead of robbing us of our sales opportunities?”

”I heard that he used to be a model, and he decided to become a pharmaceutical sales representative because being a model didn't bring him much money.”

”Have you heard of this thing called the casting couch, where models have to sleep with powerful people for job opportunities?”

”Do you think Department Director Huo…”

”Cut it out. If Department Director Huo has this kind of fetish, my sales would have gotten up since a long time ago.”

In the office, Huo Congjun was looking at the booklet that had a leather cover in front of him with a solemn expression.

Huang Maoshi could sense how tense the atmosphere was. He said with a lowered voice, ”We have talked about this, and with the current situation, this is the only thing we can do.”

”There's no other choice?”

”There isn't enough time to make any further amendments.”

”Hm… Alright then. Do work diligently.” Huo Congjun raised his head a little, and his gaze was sharp as he stared at Huang Maoshi. ”Manager Xie is the one who recommended you here, and it was because you're familiar with both parties, so it'll make communication easier. You must put your experience to good use.”

”Yes, certainly.” Huang Maoshi quickly nodded.

”We'll take this one, then.” Huo Congjun pointed at something in the black leather booklet before him. He was pointed at a patch of golden silk. There was a row of words on it: Seminar on 1,500 Cases of Hepatectomy.

Huang Mao nodded vigorously and said, ”We'll go for sand gold along with red fonts then. We'll be serving a standard buffet, and the attendees will be staying in Prosperous Fountain Hotel…”

Huo Congun nodded as he listened to Huang Maoshi, and there was pride on his face. 'Are there any other departments that organize such large-scaled events? Are there? Are there!?'

Huoang Maoshi was speaking quickly. When he saw the smile on Huo Congjun's face, he said, ”Oh, by the way, there's something else that I want to talk about.”

”Hmm? Sounds like there's good news?”

”Director Wang, I'm talking about Mister Wang Chuanwen, would like to thank Yun Hua Hospital, Department Director Huo, Doctor Ling, and the other medical staff members. Hence, he would like to bear half of the cost of this seminar…”

Huo Congjun' expression froze. ”Hehe. Businessmen are really rich.”