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

Dean Wang quickly said, "Chairman Shen, I did indeed overstep my authority in this matter."

"My main concern was that Jianjun Group has deep resources in Shanghai, and Shen Jianjun himself knows many people in both the political and business circles."

"If we can do him a favor this time, it will benefit the hospital in the future when applying for projects, introducing resources, and expanding cooperation."

"I didn't expect you to be here..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

He was unaware of the relationship between Shen Ze and Shen Jianjun's family.

Judging from Shen Ze's reaction, even someone as slow-witted as him would understand that something was definitely going on.

Shen Ze looked at him: "It's normal that you don't know."

Dean Wang had just breathed a sigh of relief when Shen Ze's next words made his heart leap into his throat again.

"But you've gone against the rules, that's not normal."

Dean Wang's back was completely soaked: "Chairman Shen, I accept the criticism."

Shen Ze did not continue to vent his anger. The Shuren Hospital was an institution that relied on stability and professionalism.

Dean Wang must be capable to have reached this position.

The problem this time is not embezzlement or bribery, nor is it medical malpractice, but rather his habit of using personal connections to treat high-end patients.

Shen Ze could give him a nudge, but there was no need for him to flip the table on the spot.

At least for now, Shuren still needs him to keep things stable.

Shen Ze pushed aside the shredded papers on the table: "Shen Cong's hospitalization is cancelled."

Dean Wang immediately nodded: "Understood, I'll have the administration department cancel it right away."

"It's not just this one time that's been canceled."

Shen Ze stared at him. "Starting today, Shuren Private Hospital will not admit Shen Cong for treatment."

Dean Wang looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock.

Several vice deans were also stunned.

Not accepting?

These words carry a lot of weight.

Shue Yan Hospital is the place that blood disease patients in China most want to go to.

Shen Cong has leukemia. Being admitted to Shuren Hospital is like having an extra life.

But Shen Ze's words completely blocked that path.

Dean Wang's lips moved slightly: "Chairman Shen, Shen Cong's condition is indeed quite serious."

"If we refuse to accept it, Shen Jianjun will probably react strongly."

Shen Ze countered, "Are you afraid of him?"

Dean Wang felt a chill run down his spine: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that Jianjun Group is, after all..."

"No matter how big Jianjun Group is, it is not a shareholder of Shuren Hospital."

Shen Ze interrupted him, "He's not my superior either."

The meeting room was deathly silent; many people felt a chill run down their spines.

This new chairman may be young, but his attitude is too tough.

They did not back down at all when faced with such a behemoth as the Jianjun Group.

Dean Wang quickly replied, "Chairman Shen, I understand what you mean. I will handle it according to your requirements."

Shen Ze said calmly, "There's still a little bit left."

Dean Wang immediately stood up straight: "Please speak."

"Even if all the VIP wards at Shuren Hospital are empty, Shen Cong is not allowed to be admitted."

Shen Ze said, word by word, "If he wants treatment, he can go to another hospital. Shuren Hospital will not accept him."

Dean Wang's forehead was covered in sweat, which trickled down his temples. "Yes."

Shen Ze looked at him and said, "If Shen Jianjun asks for the reason, you don't need to make excuses for the hospital or use the appointment system as a cover."

Dean Wang was taken aback for a moment.

Shen Ze's voice remained completely calm: "Just tell him this is my intention."

Meanwhile, in the special needs ward of Shanfang Hospital.

Sun Mei had already packed away Shen Cong's coat.

There were two bags next to the hospital bed, one containing a change of clothes and the other containing medical records and examination reports.

Shen Cong leaned against the headboard, his face still pale, but his spirits were much better than they had been two days ago.

"Mom, are things really all arranged with Shuren?"

Sun Mei nodded immediately: "It's all arranged. Your Uncle Wang agreed to it himself."

As she said this, a hint of pride finally appeared on her face: "What kind of place is Shuren Private Hospital? It's the top hematology hospital in the country, and countless people want to get in but can't."

"Your dad really pulled some strings this time. Dean Wang personally gave you the green light, and even a top-tier VIP ward was reserved for you."

Shen Cong felt a surge of satisfaction upon hearing this.

These past two days, he was so angry with Shen Ze that he almost vomited blood.

The man sent to cripple Shen Ze's arm was beaten and hospitalized. Fengsheng Group also made a big joke of itself, with even his mother bumping into Shen Ze moving into the central penthouse in the Huateng Villa District.

With one thing after another weighing on his mind, Shen Cong felt incredibly frustrated.

But things are different now.

Shue Yan Hospital has the world's best hematology department.

As long as he gets into Shuren, there is still hope.

Shen Cong gritted his teeth: "Once I recover, I will definitely settle that score with Shen Ze."

Upon hearing this, Sun Mei's smile turned cold: "Of course it should be counted."

She touched her still slightly aching face, her voice full of resentment: "I'll remember that slap he gave me for the rest of my life."

"Once you're cured, Mom will make him kneel before you and apologize."

Shen Cong sneered: "Kneeling down and admitting his mistakes isn't enough. Doesn't he live in a villa? Isn't he a boss? I'll make sure he has nothing left."

The mother and son felt a little better after talking about it.

Shen Jianjun stood by the window, a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn't light it.

Smoking is not allowed in hospital wards, but he just habitually carries one between his fingers.

Hearing Shen Cong and Sun Mei's words, he frowned: "Focus on treating the illness first, don't think about these nonsense things."

Shen Cong protested, "Dad, he provoked us first!"

Shen Jianjun turned and glanced at him: "You already had someone break his arm? Isn't that troublesome enough?"

Shen Cong's face stiffened.

Sun Mei immediately defended her son: "Jianjun, why are you talking about Congcong again? Congcong was only pushed to the limit by Shen Ze!"

"If you're pushed to the limit, you might hire someone to commit murder?"

Shen Jianjun's voice deepened, "If those thirteen people really hurt Shen Ze, do you think he'll let it go? He's not the ordinary employee he used to be!"

The ward fell silent.

Sun Mei's face turned ugly, but she couldn't refute it.

Shen Ze now controls Fengsheng Group, the Huateng Center's flagship building, and that mysterious layer of information protection.

Nobody knows what else is behind him.

Shen Jianjun became increasingly alarmed the more he thought about it these past two days.

He wasn't afraid of a young man; he was afraid of the unknown.

Shen Ze changed too quickly, so quickly that it defied all reason.

No matter what, Shen Cong's illness cannot be delayed.

As long as we get to the root of the disease and seize the opportunity for treatment, everything else can wait.

The clock on the wall ticked forward little by little.

The original transfer time was 3 p.m.

At 2:40, the nurse came to confirm Shen Cong's basic condition.

At 2:50, Sun Mei checked her luggage again.

At 2:55, Shen Jianjun glanced at his phone.

No transfer team has been contacted yet.

Sun Mei grew anxious: "Why haven't they arrived yet? Didn't they say Shuren Hospital would send a special car and a medical team?"

Shen Jianjun said in a deep voice, "There might be traffic congestion on the road."

"A hospital like Shu Ren Hospital can even have its transfer vehicles late?"

Sun Mei felt uneasy. "Jianjun, why don't you call Dean Wang and ask him?"

Shen Cong frowned as well: "Dad, ask him. I don't want to waste any more time here."