Fearing that Zhang Manyue would not listen to him, Zhang Liuqian hastily added, "Little Miss, you are a graduate student in medicine at Oxford University in England and an associate chief physician at Yanbei Tongji Xiehe Hospital. You should be well aware that my coronary heart disease, which I have suffered from for many years, is incurable and can only be managed with special painkillers. In fact, the special painkillers I have been taking in recent years were recommended by you. But do you know? Just a few hours ago, that Super Doctor King easily relieved my pain with traditional Chinese acupuncture and even claims he can make me fully recover in about a week!"
Recalling the scenes of Chen Xiao saving him, Zhang Liuqian's tone became more and more agitated.
"Traditional Chinese acupuncture can relieve the pain of coronary heart disease for decades?"
Zhang Manyue on the phone was stunned again. If she didn't trust Zhang Liuqian's character, she would have suspected him of lying.
But then again, her grandfather's life was hanging by a thread. Besides trying anything to save him, there was only waiting for death. Since there was a glimmer of hope, and she didn't have to pay much, she was naturally willing to give it a try. After a slight hesitation, she quickly said, "Old Zhang, I can help you save that Super Doctor King, but in doing so, you may not be able to continue at the Juxian branch. Is that acceptable?"
Fortune Bank was known as one of the top ten banks in the world. The Yanbei Zhang family, as the controllers of the bank, was constantly engaged in internal struggles for inheritance. The fiercest among them was Zhang Manyue's cousin, Zhang Manshan, who was also very displeased with Zhang Liuqian serving as the head of the Juxian branch and was desperately trying to get him transferred. If Zhang Manyue actively pleaded with Zhang Manshan, it would be difficult for Zhang Liuqian to remain at the Juxian branch.
Zhang Liuqian naturally knew this, but his life was in Chen Xiao's hands, so he had no choice but to say with a wry smile and a sigh, "Of course, it's acceptable. It's just... it's just that I have failed Little Miss's trust, and another branch will fall into... fall into Young Master Shan's hands. I truly have no face to return to Yanbei to see you. Alas!"
Zhang Manyue on the phone was also clearly helpless. After sighing for a long time, she comforted herself, "Old Zhang, you don't need to be too sad. As the saying goes, 'As long as the green hills remain, there will be wood to burn.' As long as you take care of yourself, there will definitely be opportunities to turn things around. In short, as long as I'm still alive, I will never stand by and watch Fortune Bank fall into the hands of others! By the way, who is this Super Doctor King you mentioned?"
"This..."
Zhang Liuqian hesitated, saying with some guilt, "That Super Doctor King is a doctor at the outpatient department of the emergency room at Juxian Central Hospital. His name is Chen Xiao, a licensed resident physician, and he's only in his early twenties..."
Zhang Liuqian was naturally guilty. After all, in the medical field, age represented experience. Although Chen Xiao's acupuncture was miraculous, he was still too young.
As expected, before Zhang Liuqian could finish speaking, Zhang Manyue on the other end of the phone exclaimed in disbelief, "A licensed resident physician? And only in his early twenties? Old Zhang, you're not joking, are you? Even if the little fellow you mentioned has extraordinary medical talent and started studying medicine in the womb, he couldn't possibly have mastered such advanced medical skills. Moreover, traditional Chinese acupuncture emphasizes the accumulation of time and experience..."
Facing Zhang Manyue's doubts, Zhang Liuqian became even more guilty, but he still gritted his teeth and interrupted her, "Little Miss, although... although I also find it unbelievable, I can stake my life that Dr. Chen is an absolute genius in the medical field!"
"You..."
Zhang Manyue was clearly taken aback by Zhang Liuqian's weighty words. She was suddenly speechless and, after a long pause, said, "Then why did he offend someone like Zhang Manshan?"
"This..."
Zhang Liuqian hesitated again, stammering, "I'm not entirely sure about the specifics. The vice president of the Juxian branch, Jian Xiaojun, called me and said that Dr. Chen injured his son."
"Right now?"
Zhang Manyue didn't take such a trivial matter to heart at all and said confidently, "I know that Jian Xiaojun. He is indeed Zhang Manshan's confidant, but since you are willing to step down, Zhang Manshan will surely be happy to promote him. Once that happens, the problem will be solved! Don't worry, I'll make a call right now."
"Thank you! Thank you, Little Miss!"
Zhang Liuqian was overjoyed. He finally had the courage to face Jian Xiaojun. He hastily tidied his slightly disheveled suit before stepping out of the elevator.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the dean's office remained oppressive. Jian Ming had already collapsed on the ground and lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. The security guards brought by Jian Xiaojun were in a dilemma, all with their heads bowed, not daring to make a sound. As for Jian Xiaojun himself, he glared fiercely at Chen Xiao and Bai Su. If looks could kill, they would have been dismembered by him long ago.
Bai Su nervously protected Chen Xiao behind her, occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall, almost suffocating from tension.
On the contrary, Chen Xiao appeared very calm. After several attempts to persuade Bai Su to sit down and calm herself, which were all unsuccessful, he simply sat down in the leather chair that Bai Su usually used for work.
Jian Xiaojun gritted his teeth, baring them and saying, "Chen Xiao, Zhang Liuqian still hasn't come to the rescue after all this time. Can you obediently kneel down for me? Even if you're not afraid of being fired, can you bear to implicate Bai Su..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw Zhang Liuqian rushing in. His arrogance intensified, and he hopped around, saying, "Old Zhang, you're finally here! Look for yourself. My son's lifeblood has been ruined by your doctor. Tell me, what are you going to do about it!"
"This..."
Zhang Liuqian clearly didn't expect Jian Xiaojun's son to be so seriously injured. He was stunned as soon as he entered the door. After a moment of hesitation, he said with a forced smile, "Brother Jian, Little Miss has already spoken personally. Let's put this matter to rest."
As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Xiao with a headache.
"What? Little Miss? Zhang Manyue?"
Jian Xiaojun's eyes widened, and he instinctively showed fear. But ultimately unwilling, he thought for a moment and then roared in an even more furious tone, "Zhang Liuqian, don't try to bluff your way out of this! My own son's lifeblood has been ruined. What good is Zhang Manyue's word?"
Zhang Liuqian continued to force himself to say, "Not only Little Miss, but Young Master Shan has also spoken. This matter must end here!"
"..."
Jian Xiaojun was stunned into silence, his face turning pale with fear. He instinctively took several steps back. He could disregard Zhang Manyue, but he couldn't ignore Zhang Manshan's attitude. After all, to him, Zhang Manshan was like a father. If he offended Zhang Manshan, he would lose everything. But as he gradually calmed down, he suddenly realized something was wrong and said sinisterly, "Zhang Liuqian, are you trying to scare me? That Chen fellow is just a mere doctor. Is he worth the attention of both Young Master Shan and Little Miss simultaneously?"