Chapter 1717: Chat
Commander Liu and Commissar Yan didn't notice Ye Zhifan. Only when they turned around did they see Ye Zhifan walking toward them with a surprised expression.
Why was he here? He even came to the operating room? He knew that Old Chen was not feeling well?
Commander Liu and Commissar Yan looked at each other. Their expressions were slightly restrained, revealing some coldness.
They didn't have a good impression of Ye Zhifan. How could he be so shameless to greet them?
This Director Ye was really one of a kind.
Ye Zhifan recognized the familiar figure. He was certain that the person lying in the operating room was a military leader.
"Commander Liu, Commissar Yan, why are the two of you standing outside the operating room? Is there a leader who is unwell?" After being an official for so many years, Ye Zhifan's skin was extremely thick. He could already tell that the two people standing opposite him didn't welcome him. However, what did it matter?
One should not hit a smiling person. They were soldiers. What could they do to him in the hospital?
He only needed to let them know that he really wanted to mend their relationship. He wanted to chat with them and have a meal together. "Tell him." Commander Liu didn't want to talk to him at all. He directly said to Commissar Yan, "I can rest assured if you help me with this kind of thing. Tell him to leave so that he won't be an eyesore standing here.
"Old Chen doesn't like him. We have to send him away before he comes out."
Regiment Commander Liu nodded at Ye Zhifan. Then, he turned around and said to the two new recruits who were about to leave, "Go back to the military unit. When you see Company Commander Yue, tell him to bring the people over as soon as possible."
"Yes, Regiment Commander!" The two new recruits stood at attention, saluted, and left in unison.
Ye Zhifan didn't care about these soldiers. He stood at the side and smiled at the two new recruits. When they walked past him, he said to Commissar Yan, "The soldiers that the two of you brought here are different. They don't look like new recruits. They look like veterans."
He knew how to flatter others, but it depended on whether Commissar Yan was willing to be polite with him.
It was a pity that Commissar Yan didn't have a good impression of Ye Zhifan. If it were someone else, he would be polite but he didn't have the patience to face Ye Zhifan. He smiled and said, "Director Ye, do you have something to do here? If you do, please go ahead. Old Liu and I have matters to attend to."
He was trying to chase him away.
Ye Zhifan's eyes darkened. He was angry. This man was just a political commissar. Why was he putting on airs in front of him?
Now that he was the director, Ye Zhifan's temper had improved a lot. He had heard too many flattering words and was respected by his subordinates. How could he be angry? However, he wanted to build a good relationship with the local military unit. No matter how angry he was, he had to control himself.
He replied, "I'm fine. My mother got a stroke and has been recuperating in the hospital. When I was about to leave, I accidentally saw Regiment Commander Liu enter the elevator. I thought about it and came over to greet you.
"Is the person in the operating room a friend of you two? I have some ties with the hospital director. Why don't I call the director and have him take care of your friend?"
Commissar Yan, who was sneering in his heart, said unhurriedly, "Yes, it's a friend. It's a small matter regarding the digestive tract. Director Ye, you should accompany your mother."