My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Shen Ze stood there, not putting on airs, yet he commanded respect.

That calmness wasn't feigned.

Dean Wang was initially worried that the new boss, being young and impetuous, would interfere with the hospital's operations from the outset.

But after seeing Shen Ze's eyes, he felt a little more at ease.

Shen Ze nodded: "Thank you all for your hard work."

The sentence was simple, yet it brought a sigh of relief to many people.

There were no lengthy speeches or lecturing.

This is a good thing for medical institutions.

Dean Wang immediately led Shen Ze towards the administration building: "Chairman Shen, the meeting room is ready."

"I've compiled information on the hospital's recent operations, financial statements, key departments, and several ongoing international collaboration projects."

"Um."

As they walked, Shen Ze asked, "How is the hematology department doing?"

Dean Wang's spirits lifted: "The hematology department is our flagship department at Shuren Hospital. Currently, our beds are always at full capacity, and the proportion of international patients is also increasing."

"Appointments with several key specialists are booked up for two months in advance, and top-tier VIP wards typically require booking a week in advance. Some special cases also require evaluation by a panel of experts."

Shen Ze continued walking: "How's the profit situation?"

Dean Wang replied, "Shuren is positioned as a high-end private medical institution, and its profitability has remained stable."

"Last year's revenue was 4.8 billion, with a net profit of 1.36 billion. This year's first-half revenue was 2.7 billion, with a net profit of 810 million."

"The hematology department, oncology center, and international medical department are the core of our profits and reputation."

The finance manager following behind couldn't help but glance at Shen Ze again.

Young business owners will generally show some emotion when they hear these numbers.

But Shen Ze just kept listening, occasionally asking two key questions.

What is the vacancy rate for high-end hospital wards?

Is there a risk of losing key experts?

What percentage of the projects are charitable relief efforts?

After a few questions were raised, the hospital leaders all stopped looking down on the hospital.

This isn't a place for fun, nor is it for rich young masters who just throw money around.

In the conference room, a table was already covered with documents.

Shen Ze sat in the main seat, and Dean Wang personally turned on the projector.

The hospital's operations, departmental layout, financial situation, patient demographics, international collaborations, drug supply chain, and medical dispute records were all reported one by one.

Shen Ze flipped through the documents quickly, but every time he stopped, he asked something meaningful.

Why has the payment cycle for this overseas collaboration been delayed by 120 days?

"Does the top-tier hematology expert team have independent incentive agreements?"

Who has the final approval authority in the VIP ward reservation process?

Dean Wang had a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead.

He was well-prepared, but when Shen Ze asked about the appointment process, his heart skipped a beat.

Shen Ze's finger stopped on a document, which was a schedule of arrangements for top-tier VIP wards.

Shue Yan Hospital has a limited number of top-tier VIP wards. In addition to the superior environment, the most important feature is that they offer priority access to the hospital's core expert team.

According to the system, appointments must be made at least one week in advance.

Even the wealthy have to queue.

However, one name was highlighted in red on this schedule.

Shen Cong.

The appointment time is this morning.

The scheduled admission time is this afternoon.

Approval Note: Special arrangement, no appointment required.

Shen Ze's gaze froze, and the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop instantly.

When Dean Wang saw his expression, his back tensed instantly.

Shen Ze looked up at him: "Explain."

Dean Wang's throat went dry: "Chairman Shen, which item are you referring to?"

Shen Ze pushed the schedule to the center of the table.

The paper brushed across the table with a soft sound, yet it silenced everyone in the conference room.

"Shen Cong".

Shen Ze's voice was low, "The top-tier VIP ward at Shuren Hospital requires a week's advance booking. Why was he able to be admitted today after booking today?"

Several vice deans' expressions changed slightly.

The administrative director lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Dean Wang finally broke out in a sweat. He hadn't expected that Shen Ze would immediately turn to this document as soon as he arrived.

In his mind, this was just a favor he did on a whim.

Shen Jianjun has a prominent position in Shanghai, and the Jianjun Group is quite large with extensive connections.

Shen Cong's condition is special, so arranging for him to be admitted first will also benefit the hospital in expanding its resources in the future.

But now, the new chairman is clearly dissatisfied.

Dean Wang quickly explained, "Chairman Shen, I arranged this."

Shen Ze looked at him: "Reason?"

Dean Wang didn't mince words: "Shen Cong's father is Shen Jianjun, chairman of Jianjun Group, who has a great influence in Shanghai's business circles."

"They contacted me through connections, saying the child's condition was serious and they wanted to transfer the child to Shu Ren Hospital for treatment."

"I considered that Jianjun Group and President Shen's connections might be helpful for the hospital's future development, so I made an exception and reserved a top-tier VIP ward for them, exempting them from the normal appointment process."

After he finished speaking, the conference room became eerily quiet; even the hospital leaders held their breath.

That sounds reasonable.

High-end private hospitals inherently need to maintain relationships with wealthy individuals and access to resources.

Many hospitals would give face to a chairman like Shen Jianjun, who is the chairman of a group worth hundreds of billions.

The problem is, Shen Ze's expression is getting colder and colder.

Shen Ze looked at Dean Wang, his voice low and even: "So, for Shen Jianjun's connections, you bypassed hospital regulations and gave Shen Cong the green light without authorization?"

Dean Wang's face turned pale: "Chairman Shen, I was only considering the hospital's interests, I didn't mean anything else."

"Hospital interests?"

Shen Ze picked up the hospital admission arrangement form. On the paper, the two characters "Shen Cong" were clearly written.

Yesterday, this is the same person who spent five million to have someone cripple his arm.

If he hadn't acquired the god-level fighting skill in time, those thirteen thugs blocking the narrow road in Anping would probably be lying in the hospital right now.

Shen Cong hired someone to injure another person, Shen Jianjun blacklisted him, and Sun Mei humiliated his mother.

Now, this family wants to get into his hospital and use his top-tier medical resources for treatment.

What an irony.

Shen Ze's fingers tightened little by little.

With a tearing sound, he ripped the hospital admission form in half on the spot.

In the conference room, everyone's expression changed.

Dean Wang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Chairman Shen..."

Shen Ze didn't stop; sizzle, sizzle.

A few moments later, the arrangement sheet turned into a pile of shredded paper, which he threw on the conference table.

"Dean Wang."

Shen Ze looked up at him and said, "Shuren Hospital is a medical institution, not a place where anyone can bypass the system by using connections."

Dean Wang quickly lowered his head: "Yes, it was my oversight."

Shen Ze's voice turned cold: "You are the dean, not Shen Jianjun's personal butler."

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang's face turned pale instantly.

The vice deans didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

They had seen Dean Wang lose his temper before, and they had seen him being flattered in the medical community.

But now, standing in front of Shen Ze, he was even being very cautious in his explanations.

This is the suppression of ownership.

From today onwards, Shuren Hospital will be under the name of Shen.

But it's not the Shen of Shen Jianjun, it's the Shen of Shen Ze.