On The Day Of My 100th Blind Date, I Arrested My Date

American-Japanese International Hospital.

"Stop." On the side of the hospital's main entrance, Chen Yan asked Zhang Chaoyang to park the car on the side of the road.

Now that he has decided to follow up the case to the end, Chen Yan has already been pondering the countermeasures to solve the case just as he was on the road.

Detecting this kind of background is extremely complicated and involves a lot of cases. It is necessary to pay attention to strategy and not to be reckless.

Like in some movies or written in novels, if you come up and do it, if you rush up, you will be reckless, and it can't solve the problem at all.

The US-Japan International Hospital has rescued more dignitaries over the years than Chen Yan has ever heard of.

All, we must pay attention to strategies and methods.

"Master," Chen Yan looked at Liu Qingshan: "You pretend to be a patient, and Chaoyang and I are pretending to be your relatives. Let's go and find out first."

When I went to the hospital to investigate, the identity that attracted the least attention was, of course, the patient.

Is the hospital supposed to treat people?

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Okay, I've been here before to see a doctor, you come with me."

The background of the US-Japan International Hospital has been well understood for a long time.

There are records in the dossier, and the introduction on the Internet is also very detailed.

The American-Japanese International Hospital is an international hospital jointly invested and established by a Japanese medical group in China and local capital.

It was established about ten years ago.

The hospital has advanced equipment and a clean and beautiful environment. The management model is based on the Japanese Medical Group, and it pays great attention to the service of doctors and patients.

Over the years, there have been no negative incidents. In addition, he is good at organ transplantation, so his reputation is very good.

In the hospital, foreign doctors from Japan accounted for a large proportion, especially some chief surgeons and senior nurses were brought over by the Japanese Medical Group in Japan.

The United States and Japan International Hospital uses online registration and appointments for medical treatment, and there is no need for patients to queue up at the window at all.

The payment of related fees is also paid at the doctor who sees the doctor. After seeing the doctor, the money will be paid, and naturally there will be no queue to pay.

As a result, there was no one in the outpatient hall of the hospital.

The soothing piano music and the green ornamental plants make people not believe that they are in the hospital at all.

"Chen group," Zhang Chaoyang opened his mouth wide looking at the surrounding environment: "Is this... a hospital?"

The environment of a five-star hotel is no different.

Chen Yan was also a little shocked. This US-Japan International Hospital is really interesting.

"This is the hospital with the best environment in the city." Liu Qingshan, who had been here before, nodded sincerely: "Not only that, the service attitude of the doctors here is the best they do..."

While speaking, Liu Qingshan's cell phone rang.

Looking at the screen, Liu Qingshan got up: "Let's go, my appointment is here."

At the same time, a tall and beautiful nurse in white came to the three of them and looked at Liu Qingshan: "Hello Mr. Liu Qingshan, the neurology department you have reserved has arrived, please come with me."

"The reservation system of the American and Japanese hospitals will collect face information, so they know who is the patient and who is accompanying the family."

Liu Qingshan explained in a low voice.

However, Liu Qingshan's thoughts were obviously in vain, Zhang Chaoyang ignored him at all, this is because now he looks stupid, his eyes are a little straight.

The nurse uniforms of the US-Japan International Hospital should also inherit the good habits of Japan.

It's actually a dress, and it's white silk...

Chen Yan was also a little confused.

Is this really a hospital?

Look at this nurse's appearance and figure.

Tsk tsk!

Chen Yan felt that if she put cat's claws on the white silk screen of this nurse, she would be able to go to the second-dimensional battlefield.

"Hello, Mr. Liu!" At the door of the doctor's office, a middle-aged man in a white coat was bowing respectfully.

"I'm Ichiro Murai, the second-level attending doctor of neurology, and I will provide you with services." The doctor who called himself Ichiro Murai bowed again.

Then he bowed again to Chen Yan and Zhang Chaoyang: "Please wait a moment for the two family members, thank you!"

Then, he turned around and bent over, raised his right hand, and invited Liu Qingshan into the diagnosis room.

Note, "please" go in.

Along the walls of the aisle, there are folding chairs specially prepared for accompanying relatives.

"Chen group..." Zhang Chaoyang patted his forehead forcefully: "This...is it a real hospital?"

Chen Yan didn't speak.

Here...it doesn't look like a hospital.

"Two gentlemen, please have some tea!"

The lady nurse with long legs and white silk is back again with two cups of hot tea in her hands.

Chen Yan: "..."

Zhang Chaoyang: "..."

After taking the teacup and thanking her, Nurse Baisi walked away.

Retracting his eyes from staring at someone's butt, Zhang Chaoyang swallowed: "Chen group... what shall we do next?"

Chen Yan: "..."

This is a bit difficult.

Chen Yan thought that this place was similar to an ordinary hospital.

Then I fished in the water to see if I could gather some useful information.

However, there is a big gap from what I imagined.

There are indeed many people.

For example, from the corridor, there are no people in front of the office door.

But everyone was quieter.

Occasionally, there are two loud voices, and the beautiful nurse and sister on the side will come to dissuade them.

If you are dealing with ordinary nurses or doctors, who will listen to you?

But these nurses are really pretty.

They whisper softly and pour tea and water for you, who can stand up?

So, Nuo University Hospital, it's ridiculously quiet.

However, Chen Yan did not gain anything.

At least for now, this US-Japan International Hospital is definitely a medical holy place.

The tall ones in the hospital and the top ones in the nurses!

However, the more ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ was like this, the more panicked Chen Yan felt.

Why do Japanese medical groups come here to spend money to improve medical services for Chinese people?

Are you really doing charity and caring about the health of the Chinese people?

Give me a break!

The history of this world is no different from the history of Chen Yan's previous life.

That humiliating history still happened in this time and space.

Even more tragic.

"It seems that normal investigation methods are not enough!" Chen Yan's mind was spinning, and a figure flashed in his mind.

"Maybe... you can try!"

"Chaoyang, you sit first, call me if you have anything."

After speaking, Chen Yan walked towards the female nurse who had just poured tea for him.

Although most of the chief surgeons and nurses at the US-Japan International Hospital are from Japan, the general medical staff are all local.

The nurse Baisi who just brought Chen Yan and the others to the doctor was a local from Liancheng.

Don't ask Chen Yan why he is so sure.

Even the city's "Mandarin" is famous and distinctive in China.

"Miss nurse," Chen Yan regretted a little why he didn't wear the clothes Shen Yunyi bought for himself to handle the case, otherwise the success rate would definitely be higher: "My mobile phone just disappeared, can I borrow yours?"

Yu Yuanyuan's big eyes flashed and she looked curiously at Chen Yan who came to chat with her.

Of course it's a conversation.

Yu Yuanyuan was very impressed with a handsome guy like Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was clearly accompanying others to see a doctor with relatives or friends, but he couldn't find his mobile phone. How could he borrow his own mobile phone to make calls?

And, the phone you're holding... is it a model?