The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

But Shi Zhong had already won over An Zhen, and didn't care about any agreements or responsibilities whatsoever.

With Kang Hua's abilities, he could certainly find a way to handle these matters.

He looked completely unconcerned and stubbornly insisted: "Agreement? Breach of contract? I don't care! Dean Fang, I advise you not to try to reason with me. You're the one asking for my help, not the other way around!"

"In short, besides Kanghua, you won't find another supplier in the whole country that can provide those specialized consumables. You either agree to cooperate, or you wait for the hospital equipment to stop operating."

"By delaying the patient's treatment, can Anzhen Hospital bear the responsibility for the consequences?"

Dean Fang was so angry that he trembled all over, his face turning pale and then red.

His chest heaved violently, his fists clenched, and he gritted his teeth, holding it in for a long time.

In the end, all he could do was coldly utter, "I understand, I'll consider it."

She knew that Shi Zhong was determined to control her.

Right now, we can't confront them head-on; we can only try to stabilize the situation first and then come up with a countermeasure.

Upon seeing Dean Fang relent, Shi Zhong's face instantly broke into a smug smile.

He stood up triumphantly, straightened the hem of his clothes,

He left with the words, "I'm waiting for the dean's good news," and swaggered out of the office.

Dean Fang watched Shi Zhong's departing figure, then slammed his fist on the table in anger.

His face was ashen, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness.

She sat alone in her office, her heart heavy, unable to find peace for a long time.

Shi Zhong's blatant threat weighed on my heart like a boulder.

Anzhen Hospital sees so many critically ill patients every day.

The laboratory equipment relies entirely on Kanghua's proprietary consumables to operate.

If the supply is completely cut off, the department will immediately come to a standstill.

If emergency tests cannot be performed, critically ill patients are at risk of death at any time.

And they have no alternative.

The worst-case scenario is that delayed treatment leads to the patient's death, and the family members cause endless trouble.

At that time, the hospital's reputation will plummet, but that's a minor matter; the higher authorities will definitely hold those responsible accountable and punish them.

On one hand, it upholds the bottom line of medical ethics and refuses to bow to malicious monopolies.

On one hand, there's the order of medical treatment throughout the hospital and the safety of countless patients.

She wasn't afraid of offending businessmen, but she was afraid of harming innocent patients.

They also fear that the hospital's reputation, built up over many years, could be ruined in an instant.

However, if they compromise and sign the contract, allowing Kanghua to arbitrarily suppress its competitors,

From now on, the hospital will only be forever controlled and will never have a chance to turn the tables.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to move forward or backward.

She steadied herself, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Fu Hua's number.

"Hello."

"Fu Hua, this is Dean Fang."

Dean Fang frowned and spoke in a heavy tone, recounting in detail how Shi Zhong had come to the hospital earlier to threaten to cut off the import of medical equipment and supplies.

"He's using medical supplies to blackmail us, forcing the hospital to cooperate with him. This guy's methods are despicable! He doesn't care about human lives at all."

Fu Hua listened quietly, showing no sign of panic.

After a moment's hesitation, she instructed Dean Fang, "Don't worry, and don't confront him head-on. I'll find a way to resolve this."

Just keep him calm for now, no matter how much trouble or pressure he tries to cause,

"Make excuses to stall for time, don't agree to cooperate, and don't confront him directly. Let me arrange everything."

She didn't mention that she had already developed alternative consumables and new instruments.

He offered a calm reassurance: "Don't worry, this matter will be completely resolved in a few days. The hospital will not suffer any losses, and no patients will be harmed. I won't put you in a difficult position."

Dean Fang knew that Fu Hua was capable and different from ordinary people.

But her strength lies in scientific research and project management.

Such medical instruments and consumables are not within her area of ​​expertise.

What could she possibly do?

Dean Fang called to give Fu Hua a heads-up.

After all, if it really came down to a last resort, she couldn't risk so many lives for the sake of cooperation.

However, since Fu Hua said she had a solution, she was willing to wait.

Dean Fang nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you. If he comes again, I'll try to stall him. I'll wait for your news."

The two exchanged a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Shi Zhong indeed came to visit again.

This time they were even more arrogant than last time. They entered the dean's office without even closing the door properly, and immediately started posing for a show.

His face was impatient, and his tone was very harsh.

"Dean Fang, it's been three days, and I've given you plenty of time to consider. Let's be frank and straightforward today, and stop beating around the bush."

Shi Chong sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, clasped his arms around his chest, and his eyes were full of coercion.

"I'm telling you this today: from this moment on, the hospital will be cut off from all its dedicated medical supplies. You have to give me a straight answer today."

To sign the cooperation agreement or not, to agree to an exclusive partnership with Kanghua!

Dean Fang cursed inwardly, but dared not show it on his face.

Forcing a smile, he followed Fu Hua's instructions.

She got up and poured Shi Zhong a cup of tea, her tone softening.

He deliberately stalled with kind words: "Mr. Shi, calm down, calm down. This is a major hospital matter, and the hospital director isn't here."

I need to discuss this with the other leaders in the institute. The procedures have to be followed. Can you give me a few more days, just a few more days? I'll definitely give you an answer. Is that alright?

"No!"

Without a second thought, Shi Zhong flatly refused, waving his hand dismissively with an extremely firm attitude.

"I don't have time to waste with you. You know, Fuwai has already agreed to cooperate with us."

I don't want to hear these excuses. Either we sign an agreement today and continue our cooperation, and the consumables will be delivered to you immediately.

"Either we completely break ties, and I won't supply any of the hospital's supplies, and you'll bear the consequences yourself!"

Dean Fang was extremely anxious inside, but he still had to put on a smiling face.

He pleaded and begged for a while, saying many nice things, and kept finding excuses to delay.

Shi Zhong, having exhausted all his efforts and knowing that the other party would eventually have to give in, let out a cold snort.

He left with the words, "I'll give you five more days. Don't make any more excuses then," and stormed off angrily.

Watching Shi Zhong's departing figure, Dean Fang let out a long sigh of relief.

A cold sweat broke out on his back, and he could only wait silently for news from Fu Hua.

Five days passed in a flash. Shi Zhong had come prepared this time.

Holding the printed cooperation agreement directly in his hand.

Upon entering the office, he slammed the agreement onto Dean Fang's desk with a loud "bang."

His face was gloomy, and he got straight to the point, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Dean Fang, time's up. No matter what nice things you say or what reasons you give, I won't listen. You have to give me a definite answer."

Shi Zhong placed his hands on the table, leaned slightly forward, his eyes filled with pressure, and his tone brooked no argument.

"I've brought the agreement. Just sign it now, and the supplies will be delivered immediately."

"If you don't sign, we'll immediately sever ties, and Kanghua will never supply Anzhen with any more medical supplies!"

Dean Fang frowned, anxious, and wanted to find another excuse to delay.

He had just opened his mouth to say, "Mr. Shi, could you please be more accommodating..." when Shi Zhong interrupted him directly.

"There's no room for compromise!"

Shi Zhong's attitude was resolute; he stared intently at Dean Fang.

"You have to sign this today, whether you like it or not. Don't push me too far!"

Dean Fang was at his wit's end; his face turned pale and then ashen.

Just as I was in a panic and didn't know what to do, a loud commotion suddenly came from outside the office door.

The cries and shouts of the family members grew louder and louder.

The entire corridor was in complete chaos.

Dean Fang's heart tightened, and he was just about to go out to see what was going on...

A nurse rushed in, looking flustered and pale, her voice urgent:

"Dean, something terrible has happened! There's a commotion in the laboratory."