Chapter 105 [Crazy Central Hospital]

My master is kind-hearted. Not only was Brooke the human mule very moved. Even the villagers and cement factory workers who were sitting exhausted in the cold corridor of the central hospital were very excited when they heard what Master Singh said.

However, due to the difference in status, these people did not dare to talk directly to Master Singh, and could only look at Master Singh eagerly. I hope that Lao Yue will accept Brooke's persuasion and go back to rest, but the master still insisted on sending an insignificant Shudra worker to the operating room before choosing to leave.

At this time, Brooke asked Master Singh to return to his residence in the town and bring some water and food to Master Singh. In addition, Brooke also wanted to notify the old housekeeper in the town to come to the hospital to persuade his master.

When Brooke left, Master Singh sat on a chair in the hospital and slowly closed his eyes to rest. Waiting for the arrival of the hospital's director, doctor and nurse, then everyone will definitely ask, regardless of the hospital's director and doctor, the nurse did not arrive at the hospital within ten minutes, could Bel Singh really dare to cripple the director's fingers?

Then let me tell you clearly that Bel Singh really dares to do that. Bel Singh really dares to do that. As long as the dean is late for one minute, Bel Singh will have one of the dean's fingers disabled. This is not cutting it off, but smashing the finger into pulp with a stone. This kind of pain is not as simple as cutting off a finger.

So why does Bel Singh dare to do this? Because Bel Singh had already asked his ally, Mayor Kata. The dean of this central hospital is a Vaishya caste, which can only be regarded as a civilian class in front of the Kshatriya caste. It is true that he is an official, but who is Mr. Singh afraid of in Sinjar Town? He has money and power, so why would he care about a dean?

Bel Singh is using the dean of the central hospital as an example to warn those officials in the town that since you are officials. But you are nothing in front of me, Master Bel Singh. Except for Mayor Kata, who deserves to be treated equally by Master Singh, all the officials in the town have to keep their tails between their legs in front of me.

Otherwise, if you really provoke me, I don’t care whether you are an official or not, or what family support you have behind you. I am the local emperor in Sinjar Town. I will still deal with you officials. Who dares to do anything to me? So don’t look at Bel Singh’s young age, but he has been in machinery procurement for 56 years, and that’s not for nothing.

He has a precise grasp of human nature. Bel Singh was quiet and waited quietly for the results of the central hospital. When Bel Singh hung up the phone, the hospital director who was lying on his bed at home was the director of the Vaishya caste. When he heard the four words Bel Singh, he was already dumbfounded and knew why the other party dared to speak to him in such a tone.

Although Bel Singh was not very old, the things he did were sensational in Sinjar Town. Opening factories and contracting mines, recently a male servant in the family raped a woman who was mortgaged to a building materials store, which caused a sensation. And using tough means to make the woman divorce her husband, creating a record of zero divorce in the entire Sinjar town for decades.

And the means were very tough, and the victim's husband was sued to court for extortion. The case is now being tried. Do you think these things can be done by a 15-year-old boy?

Although Bel Singh is only 15 years old, he is very straightforward in front of the leaders of the town. He is so tough that even the mayor of the town has to give Bel Singh three points. Does he, the director of a small central hospital, dare to resist? Can he resist?

The director knows that Bel Singh will not attack without reason, and he will do what he says. If he is late for one minute, he will knock off one of his fingers, and he will never be soft-hearted. Even if his hands are disabled and he returns to Udaipur, can his family of the Vaishya caste help him fight against the local tyrant in the town?

After thinking clearly about the interests involved, the 45-year-old director of the Central Hospital jumped up from the bed. While putting on his clothes, he took out a very old, but still luxury mobile phone in the town, and called his most capable surgeons, internists, and nurses.

He ordered these people to get up quickly and rush to the Central Hospital as quickly as possible. If they didn't arrive in ten minutes, he would unconditionally fire those who were late. You can go wherever you want, I can't have you. Now your supervisor is in trouble, but you are indifferent. What use do I have for you?

Being able to be a doctor in the hospital above the town, with a good income, a decent job and respect, is also considered a superior person in the town. Who would be willing to give up such a good job? In addition, his direct supervisor, the director, warned at the top of his voice, and everyone knew that something was wrong. No one dared to neglect it. No matter whether they were men or women, they quickly put on their clothes and rushed to the Central Hospital on bicycles, which were still the main means of transportation in the town.

But no matter how fast the other party was, they were not as happy as the human mule Brook. Brook returned to the house in the town in the early morning and knocked on the door. He found the old butler Jamal, explained the whole story, and made tea, snacks and fruits with Jamal, and rushed to the central hospital. Seeing the old master sitting in the office with his eyes closed, the old butler almost cried.

Master Singh was brought up by the old housekeeper. Originally, Master Bel Singh was a very handsome young man with a white and plump figure. But in the past few days, he has not only lost weight, but also darkened, with a pair of panda eyes. When he speaks, his voice begins to become hoarse because of excessive smoking. How can he not talk?

I haven't seen my master become like this in a few days. Do you think the old housekeeper will not be sad? The old housekeeper just wiped a few tears and put the newly brewed black tea, snacks and fruits on the table. Let Master Singh, who had been running on the mountain road all night, quench his thirst and fill his stomach.

Then he raised his head and looked around like a wolf at the male servants who followed Bel Singh, especially the human mule Brooke. His eyes were almost cannibalistic, and everyone looked like a dead person. Do you think these people would not be afraid? These people all work for the old housekeeper, and they know how tough the old housekeeper, who looks harmless, is.

It can be said that he kills without blinking an eye, otherwise it is impossible for him to bring up his master with a ten-year-old boy so peacefully. He saved the master's family's foundation. Do you think this housekeeper can be simple? No one dared to look at the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper had to bow his head when he saw anyone.

Because Master Singh was too tired and had things to deal with, he had no time to talk nonsense with these servants. He had to find a suitable opportunity to teach them a lesson. Now the most important job was to look at the time.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

There were still two minutes before the time set by Master Singh. If the director and doctors and nurses of the central hospital did not arrive within two minutes, the director's fingers would be lost for every minute that passed.