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

US-Japan International Hospital.

"Park the car." Next to the main entrance of the hospital, Chen Yan asked Zhang Chaoyang to park the car on the side of the road.

Now that he had decided to follow up the case to the end, Chen Yan was already thinking about ways to solve the case on the road.

To solve this kind of case with an extremely complex background and huge involvement, you need to pay attention to strategy and not be reckless.

Like what's shown in some movies or written in novels, you just do it when you get there, you get reckless when you get there, and it won'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 need to pay attention to strategies and methods.

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

When we go to the hospital to investigate, which identity attracts the least attention, of course, is the patient.

Are hospitals meant to treat people?

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

The background statement of the US-Japan International Hospital has long been understood clearly.

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

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

It was established about ten years ago.

The hospital has advanced equipment, a clean and beautiful environment, and the management model is based on that of the Japanese Medical Group, which attaches great importance to the service to doctors and patients.

Over the years, no negative incidents have occurred, and he is good at organ transplant surgery, so he has a good reputation.

In the hospital, a large proportion of foreign doctors come from Japan, especially some of the surgeons and senior nurses who were brought over from Japan by the Japanese Medical Group.

For medical treatment at the US-Japan International Hospital, online registration is used to make appointments, so patients do not need to queue up at the window.

The relevant fees are also paid at the doctor's office. After the treatment, the money is paid, so naturally there is no queue to pay.

This resulted in no one at all in the hospital outpatient hall.

The soothing piano music and the lush green ornamental plants make people unable to believe that they are in a hospital.

"Group Chen," Zhang Chaoyang opened his mouth as he looked at the surrounding environment: "Is this... a hospital?"

The environment of a five-star hotel is nothing more than this.

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 has been here before, nodded sincerely: "Not only that, the service attitude of the doctors here is what they do best..."

While talking, Liu Qingshan's cell phone rang.

Looking at the screen, Liu Qingshan stood up: "Let's go, my appointment has arrived."

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, your appointment in the neurology department has been booked. Please follow me."

"The reservation system of American and Japanese hospitals collects facial information, so they know who is the patient and who is the accompanying family member."

Liu Qingshan explained in a low voice.

However, Liu Qingshan's efforts were obviously in vain. Zhang Chaoyang ignored him at all, which made him look dumbfounded and his eyes were a bit straight.

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

It's actually a skirt, and it's made of white stockings...

Chen Yan also looked a little confused.

Is this really a hospital?

Look at this nurse's appearance and figure.

Tsk tsk!

Chen Yan felt that if he printed cat claws on the white silk screen of the nurse, she would be able to enter the two-dimensional battlefield directly.

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

"I am Ichiro Murai, a second-level attending physician in the Department of Neurology. I will provide services to you next." The doctor who called himself Ichiro Murai bowed again.

Then he bowed again to Chen Yan and Zhang Chaoyang: "Family members, please wait a moment, thank you!"

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

Note that it means "please" come in.

On the wall of the aisle, there are folding chairs specially prepared for accompanying relatives.

"Group Chen..." Zhang Chaoyang patted his forehead hard: "Is this... a real hospital?"

Chen Yan said nothing.

This place... doesn't look like a hospital.

"Gentlemen, please have some tea!"

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

Chen Yan: "..."

Zhang Chaoyang: "..."

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

Looking back from staring at someone's butt, Zhang Chaoyang swallowed: "Team Chen... what should we do next?"

Chen Yan: "..."

This is a bit difficult to do.

Chen Yan thought this place was similar to an ordinary hospital, bustling with people and crowded with people.

Then fish in troubled waters to see if you can collect some useful information.

However, the gap here is a bit different from imagination.

There are indeed many people.

For example, in the corridor, there are people in front of every office door.

But everyone is relatively quiet.

Occasionally, two people spoke loudly, and the beautiful nurse sister on the side came to stop them.

If you were facing an ordinary nurse or doctor, who would listen to you?

However, these nurse ladies are really pretty.

They all talk softly and offer you tea and water. Who can stand up to you?

Therefore, Nuo Da Hospital is extremely quiet.

However, Chen Yan was not without success.

At least looking at it now, this US-Japan International Hospital is definitely a medical mecca.

The tallest one in the hospital, the most sophisticated one among the nurses!

However, the more this happened, the more panicked Chen Yan felt.

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

Do you really do charity and care about the health of 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 will no longer work!" Chen Yan's mind raced, and a figure flashed in his mind.

"Maybe... you can try it!"

"Chaoyang, please sit down and call me if you need anything."

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

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

The white silk nurse who just took Chen Yan and the others to see a doctor is a native of Lian City.

Don't ask why Chen Yan is so sure.

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

"This nurse," Chen Yan regretted why he didn't wear the clothes Shen Yunyi bought for him to handle the case. Otherwise, the success rate would have been higher: "My mobile phone just disappeared. Can I borrow your mobile phone?"

Yu Yuanyuan's big eyes gleamed, and she looked curiously at Chen Yan who came to strike up a conversation.

Picking up a conversation, of course.

Yu Yuanyuan was deeply impressed by a handsome guy like Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was obviously accompanying someone to see a doctor with a relative or friend. He couldn't find his mobile phone. How could he borrow his own mobile phone to make calls?

Moreover, the mobile phone you are holding in your hand...is it a model?