"Yes."
Being scolded by director Wang, the young policewoman had to leave the interrogation room.
"Professor Ye, what do you think of my illness?" After the young policewoman went out, director Wang looked at Ye Rongrong pleadingly and said.
"It's difficult..."
Ye Rongrong closed his eyes and ignored Wang.
Take yourself to the police station. In these two words, ye Guangrong doesn't want to treat him. He has to show some sincerity. To be honest, ye Guangrong doesn't have much money on hand recently.
Otherwise, I don't want to make money by seeing people.
……
After Yang Qingchun answers Ye Rongrong's phone call and thinks about it, she dials Wang Kebiao's mobile phone number, the police chief of the university town.
Wang Kebiao, who was watching TV at home, heard the phone ring, looked at the number, quickly picked it up and said with a smile, "how can Dean Yang call me when he has time? Do you want to have a drink at night?"
Although at the administrative level, Wang Kebiao, the director of the police department of the University Town, is a cadre at the department level, which is two levels lower than Yang Chunchun, the dean of the department level.
But in terms of actual power, the police chief of the university town has more power, just like the mayor of a city is a department level cadre, and the president of a university is also a department level cadre.
But there is a big difference between the two. The president of a university can only manage thousands or tens of thousands of students and teachers in the University at most.
But the mayor is not the same. They are the parents who are in charge of millions of people in a city. They have more power than the president of a university.
"I'll talk about drinking later, but there's a big deal going on now!"
"What's the big deal?"
Wang Kebiao quickly asked, a nervous heart, even buttocks are slightly raised, left the chair, is it under which son of a bitch poked out a big basket, let president Yang call himself so late?
You know, it's not easy to be the director of the police station in this university town. So many teachers and professors in this university are all influential cultural people. If you can't do it well, you can make yourself passive.
What's more, the chief of the police station is a cadre at the department level, but the dean of any school in the university town is also a cadre at the department level.
It's not easy to get into trouble.
"A visiting professor in our school was detained by Dongcheng police station because of a little misunderstanding!"
Wang Kebiao heard this and sat back in his chair. It turned out that it was this little thing. He was scared by Yang Chunjing and immediately said, "I'll inform them immediately and release them immediately!"
"You inform the people below, and I'll pick them up myself." Yang Qingchun said.
"President Yang, I'll go myself."
Hearing that Yang Chunjing was going to pick up the detained visiting professor in person, Wang Kebiao immediately got up and said. Those who can become visiting professors these days are all talented people. It must be a great person for this visiting professor to get such attention from President Yang.
So I have to go, otherwise the people below really don't understand and cause any trouble.
"Then hurry up."
After Yang Qingchun hung up the phone, she put on her coat and went out.
……
Wang Kebiao has just driven to Dongcheng police station, but he hasn't come in yet. Yang Qingchun's car has also come into the police station.
"Dean Yang, you are very fast."
Wang Kebiao said in surprise. After all, according to the distance, the distance between President Yang's home and Dongcheng police station is one-third longer than his own. I didn't expect that he would drive so fast and catch up with himself.
"Let's go in. Don't let anything happen."
Yang Qingchun is not sure that ye Guangrong is in it, so she takes the lead to enter Dongcheng police station.
After entering the door, Wang Kebiao full of momentum, asked the police on duty: "go to call out your director!"
"Who are you?"
Police on duty is a new police, vigilantly looking at Wang Kebiao said.
You know, Wang Kebiao didn't wear a police uniform this evening. He was so fierce that the new policeman was afraid that he was making trouble at the police station.
"I'm wang Kebiao. Go and call out director Wang!"
When the police on duty heard the name, they were startled. They looked up and saw Wang Kebiao with a fierce face. His cold sweat immediately flowed down his back. Isn't this the director of the police station of the university town?
Why didn't I recognize it? It's over.
The policeman on duty was so nervous and scared that he couldn't speak easily, "Wang Director Wang, please take a seat. I'll call our director Wang right now. "
With that, without Wang Kebiao's consent, the police on duty rushed in to find director Wang.
In less than a minute, director Wang trotted out and saluted: "Wang Dakai, director of Dongcheng police station, report to the director, please give instructions!"
Director Wang's mouth is beautiful. He is really beating drums in his heart. You know, usually, the director seldom comes to his own police station. Now, at night, the director suddenly comes. I think I must be making a mess.It seems that the identity of Professor Ye is really not simple, which has shocked his director.
"What about Professor Ye?" Yang Qingchun asked.
"What did Dean Yang ask you?" Seeing Wang Da kaileng there, Wang Kebiao couldn't help shouting.
"Report to leader, in interrogation room one."
As soon as he heard what the Dean came forward, director Wang knew that it was all for Professor Ye. It seems that people with ability are valued.
Fortunately, fortunately, on the way, I politely invited Professor Ye, but I didn't do anything impolite, otherwise I would lose my position.
"What are you doing? Lead the way ahead!"
Wang Kebiao's eyebrows raised, which made Wang's legs and stomach almost cramp. He quickly led the way in front of him: "this way, this way, please."
Three people up to the second floor, a corner, you can see the "No. 1 interrogation room" sign.
At this time, outside the door of the No.1 interrogation room, there was a long line of children, old people and police. The head of the team plunged into the interrogation room, and the situation inside could not be seen. A policeman stood at the door to maintain order: "don't worry, line up!"
"Wang Dakai, what's the matter?"
Wang Kebiao sees this plot, looks at Wang Dabiao suspiciously and asks.
"They, they are all looking for Professor Ye to see a doctor." Director Wang said in a cold sweat.
It turns out that the policewoman's illness was seen by Ye Guangrong, and he gave her a prescription for treatment.
So the policewoman said in the station, well, we all know that the station has brought a magical doctor who can see people's diseases at a glance, even the director's private diseases.
All of a sudden, everyone couldn't sit still. They went to the No.1 interrogation room to ask Professor Ye to show them. At the beginning of one or two people, director Wang could drink away, but when all the people in one institute came, his director couldn't scare people away.
You can only see Professor Ye's illness for everyone. Almost everyone's illness can be seen by Professor Ye. He can tell what disease he has by calling his next pulse.
It's amazing, which makes director Wang more confident that Professor Ye can cure his own disease.
This is the way to see a doctor. Everyone knew that Professor Ye was so powerful that he called all his family members, so the No. 1 interrogation room was overcrowded.
If it wasn't for the director's sudden arrival, director Wang is also watching Ye Rongrong's magical medical skills in the No. 1 interrogation room now!
"See a doctor?"
Wang Kebiao is a bit silly. How can he see a doctor? When he sees that the interrogation room has gone, the elderly, children and women are still waiting in line to see a doctor. What is the interrogation room like? Is it a clinic?
"Nonsense."
Wang Kebiao's face changed and he cheered unhappily.
"What are you doing? You have to wait in line to see a doctor." An old man in line, seeing that Yang Qingchun was going to the No. 1 interrogation room, said immediately.
"Yes, there's a queue."
Other people in line to see a doctor immediately looked at Yang Qingchun and said one after another unhappily.
It's not easy to meet a miracle doctor. Everyone is queuing up to see a doctor. You want to jump in the queue. There's no way.
After all, we don't know Yang Qingchun, and we don't know that he is the dean of the medical school of southern Zhejiang University. How can we give him face.
Seeing that she couldn't get in, Yang Chunqing had to shout to the inside: "Ye Guangrong, ye Guangrong, are you in it?"
"Is that Dean Yang?"
Inside came Ye Rongrong's voice: "I'm looking forward to you."
Hearing Ye Rongrong's words, Yang Qingchun's heart was put back in her stomach. She said to the person who stopped her: "Professor Ye and I are colleagues. I'm still his leader. I can go in."
Seeing that the old man really knew Professor Ye, the people in the queue did not stop Yang Qingchun, so they let Yang Qingchun in.
In fact, along the way, Yang Chun Chun has thought of all kinds of scenes that may appear here, even the worst. He has made good plans, but when he saw this scene, he felt like he was in the wrong place.
In the interrogation room, ye Rongrong was sitting behind the table, calling on the middle-aged woman at the front: "you are suffering from malnutrition caused by partial diet, so you often have dizziness and general weakness."
"Professor Ye, how to treat this."
Asked the middle-aged woman hastily. A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. There is no need to ask. He knows all his problems.
"Simple, eat more meat in the future, don't always eat vegetables, this nutrition should be reasonable, this completely depends on their usual diet to deploy." Ye Rongrong said.
"Thank you."
The middle-aged woman quickly thanks. Take out a few hundred yuan from the pocket, put it on the table, and quickly withdraw. There are many people waiting in line behind.
It's natural that ye Guangrong didn't want to collect money for medical treatment. After all, ye Guangrong didn't like the hundreds of them. However, these people just want to pay for them. Ye Guangrong can't help it, and it's hard to push it around and waste his time."Professor Ye, show me."
As soon as the middle-aged woman got up, an old man in his sixties sat down and looked at Ye Rongrong with adoration.
Suddenly, Yang Qingchun's mind boomed. What's the matter? How could it be like this? I'm in the wrong place.
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