341: C341 An Unexpected Call

C341 An Unexpected Call

"Sun... Sun?"

The nurse asked again in embarrassment. Sun Tao finally reacted. He rubbed his face in disbelief. In the end, he felt something sticky. He was scared out of his wits. He howled and rushed out. His fat body burst out with an unparalleled speed and became a miracle in the provincial hospital.

...

It was evening after everything was settled. Ye Mo went back to Elder Chen's office to drink tea after helping the medical staff deal with the patient with hemophilia. Elder Chen had been staying at Elder Duan's place for two days for some reason. Currently, there was only Ye Mo alone in the huge office.

Ding, ding, ding, ding!

Just as Ye Mo was resting on the sofa, the phone on Elder Chen's desk suddenly rang. Ye Mo glanced at the phone but did not move.

The phone rang for a while and then hung up automatically, but it rang again after a few seconds. It seemed that the caller was in a hurry and did not give up.

Ye Mo had no choice but to get up and walk over to pick up the phone.

"Is it Mr. Chen?"

A middle-aged man's deep voice came through the phone.

"Elder Chen is not here. If you need anything, please make a phone call."

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows and said. He vaguely felt that this voice sounded familiar.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man on the phone was obviously startled when he heard Ye Mo's words. He did not expect that Elder Chen's landline would be picked up by a very young person and questioned.

The three words were just a normal question and it was asked through the phone. However, perhaps it was because of some kind of aura, Ye Mo actually faintly felt a pressure.

"I am Elder Chen's assistant. He is not in the provincial hospital right now."

Ye Mo frowned slightly. He had already made a guess about the other party's identity. The other party spoke very slowly, but had a unique rhythm. His voice was not angry, but was authoritative.

Usually, those who spoke in this manner were people with high positions. Only those who held high positions throughout the year would be able to speak with an imposing manner. Just the words alone could make one feel pressured.

"Old Chen's assistant..."

When he heard Ye Mo's reply, the middle-aged man on the phone was silent for a moment. After digesting this news, he appeared to be somewhat surprised.

"I can't contact Mr. Chen on his private phone. I'm a little anxious. Little brother, do you have time to contact me? If you have any news about Elder Chen, please contact me immediately."

Although the middle-aged man expressed his anxiety, his tone was very calm. No one could hear his emotions.

Ye Mo frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. His eyes inadvertently swept across the economic newspaper of Dongjiang City on Elder Chen's table. When he saw the title, his eyes narrowed slightly. He had already come to a conclusion in his heart.

"I'm afraid that won't do. You might know where Elder Chen went. It's not convenient."

Ye Mo dug his ears and said. He believed that if his speculation was right, it was impossible for Elder Chen to not understand what he meant.

Sure enough, the person on the phone fell into silence. After a few moments, he said, "I know. Thank you, Comrade."

"Yes. If Elder Chen had come back early, I would have told him."

Ye Mo agreed and hung up the phone.

"Wait a minute," he said.

Just as Ye Mo was about to hang up the phone, the person on the phone stopped him.

"Comrade, you should know medicine, right?"1

The middle-aged man on the phone asked in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Ye Mo had guessed the identity of the man, but he did not think much of it. His tone was calm.

"If possible, I would like to invite you here."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before speaking. It was obvious that he was in a hurry because of the truth.

Ye Mo was slightly startled. He did not expect that the other party could trust Elder Chen so much. It seemed that Elder Chen's position in the other party's heart was quite important. It was only because they loved each other that they would trust each other.

"I'm going to get off work soon. If there's a need, it won't be a problem."

Ye Mo reached out and knocked on the table. He thought for a moment and said.

"Okay. I'll have to ask you to come over."

The middle-aged man smiled and said.

"I'll send someone to pick you up right away."

"Okay."

...

After putting down the phone, Ye Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze once again glanced at the newspaper on the table, and his heart stirred. This person had finally returned. At this time, he had returned to Guang Yuan. What kind of judgement and decision did he have regarding the dark tide below the Dongjiang?

Any ordinary person would not be able to overturn the entire situation by themselves. Because he did not have enough power, which meant that he did not have the strength to do so. But this person was different. He can definitely do it. No matter which faction was causing trouble, they had to be wary of this person's attitude. Because he was the mayor of Dongjiang City, Dongsheng Ping!

Ye Mo's hearing would not mishear. The entire city knew that Dongsheng Ping had been in Yanjing. When the incident in Hongxi Region happened, Dongjiang Television Station had even broadcasted a video of Dongsheng Ping's attitude towards this matter in Yanjing. Ye Mo had specially listened to it and remembered it.

It was just that he had never thought that such a powerful figure in Guangyuan Province, the leader of Dongjiang City, would come back so quietly.

Ye Mo got up and took the medical kit on the cabinet. After tidying it briefly, he sat on the sofa and narrowed his eyes, waiting.

About five minutes later, a car with a small number drove into the courtyard of the provincial hospital. Ye Mo's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number that he had never seen before.

Ye Mo looked down through the window of Elder Chen's office. The corner of his mouth curled up as he picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this Dr. Ye?"

When the phone was connected, a young man's voice came from inside. His words were clear and his tone was balanced. It was obvious that he had been trained in oral language. The standard Mandarin was Mandarin without a hint of Dongjiang accent.

"It's me."

There was no emotion in his tone. If there were some guesses before, it was almost certain now. Although it was not the number one car of the Dongjiang City government, it was obviously a model license plate of the government. The identity of the other party was obvious.

"Doctor Ye, I have arrived downstairs of the provincial hospital. Please come down after you are done cleaning up. The boss is in a hurry. Please forgive me."

The young man on the phone sounded very polite, but also very clever.

pqdm.com