It took at least a few minutes or ten minutes to rush down from the eighth floor, but it took song shaonan less than three minutes to rush to the first floor. Then he turned to his left and went on rushing to the gate of the first floor.

Maybe it's because in the afternoon, when the sun is setting, everyone goes out to scatter. There are more people at the gate than at noon. When they see him rushing out of the gate, they all look at him strangely.

Song shaonan didn't have the slightest reaction. He was at the gate. In fact, he knew from the bottom of his heart that if he came out again at this time, he would no longer see anything. However, he still wanted to confirm it.

After almost one person's confirmation, song shaonan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

His chest was still fluctuating up and down because he had just rushed down from the upstairs. After standing in the same place for a while, he took a breath and closed his eyes. Then, in the eyes of the people who were still looking at him in surprise, he turned and walked into the building again.

As he headed for the elevator, song shaonan's steps suddenly stopped. He seemed to think of something again. On one side of his body, he turned into the quiet corridor on the other side.

Song shaonan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and then dialed the driver's phone to go out.

He waited for a little while, the driver's respectful voice came in from there: "Mr. Song?"

"Where are you now?" Song shaonan leaned against the wall of the corridor, and could not hear any emotion in the voice of the exit.

"I'm looking for the information you need now, and I have about an hour to sort it out..."

When the driver said this, song shaonan interrupted him in a voice: "put the information for the time being, and you will come to the hospital right now."

I don't know if it's because his voice is a bit abrupt. The driver is stunned there for a moment. Then he seems to have reacted and respectfully answers the word "good".

Song shaonan didn't speak any more. After he hung up the phone, he leaned against the wall for a long time, then straightened up and left. But this time, instead of walking towards the ward elevator, he walked towards the elevator on the top floor of the outpatient building.

The top floor of the clinic is the office of all the high-rise buildings and the president of the hospital.

After song shaonan got out of the elevator, he followed the "President's office" on the sign in front of him and went directly to the door of the president's office. He raised his hand and knocked twice.

Soon, inside came a steady voice: "come in."

Song shaonan opened the door and went in.

The dean is looking at the computer screen. When he hears the news, he looks up from the screen. Then when he sees song shaonan's face clearly, he gives a good beating. Then he stands up from his office chair. Maybe it's because of the impact, his voice stammers: "song Mr. Song? "

Song shaonan nodded, as if he didn't see the president's amazing expression that he could swallow an elephant. He sat down on the seat opposite the president's desk, and then directly threw out his intention: "President Chen, I've come to you now. I want to trouble you for a favor."

"Mr. Song, please say! Don't say help, I'm sure I can do it for you! " Without the slightest pause, the president hastened to show his determination.

Although this is the first time that he has met song shaonan, his reputation is like thunder. Even in this hospital, he owns a large part of the shares

Song shaonan nodded. Without any pause, he said: "I want you to transfer the list of all patients in the hospital, including identity and address information, especially women. I want you to sort it out for me without any leakage."

"So Everyone? " The Dean was stunned.

Let's not say that their hospital is the largest one with the most advanced medical equipment in Haicheng, which is also the largest in scale. It's a huge project to retrieve all patients' data and information

"Yes, it's 7; 150838099433546." Song shaonan light repeated again, pause, and said: "can do the most detailed is the most detailed, tomorrow morning, I want to see all the information."

Ming Tomorrow morning The president's heart trembled, and then looked at Song shaonan's line of sight, some embarrassed.

"What? Can't do it? " Receiving the sight of the president, song shaonan asked lightly.

The Dean quickly shook his head: "no Can do It can be done... "

As he smiles at Song shaonan, the dean's heart begins to cry. With so much information, he will call on all doctors and nurses tonight to complete this task

"That's the trouble." With the last sentence, song shaonan stood up from his seat, then turned around and went to the door.

"Mr. Song, take your time." The president quickly stood up from behind the desk, and sent song shaonan to the door, and said respectfully.

When song shaonan's figure disappeared in the elevator, he quickly turned back to the office, and then dialed a phone to inform everyone to have a meeting in the emergency meeting room.When song shaonan returned to the ward, the driver was waiting for him. Seeing him push the door in, he quickly stood up from the sofa and called respectfully: "Mr. Song."

Song shaonan nodded, and then went directly to the window. His eyes fell on the public phone booth in the garden. After a long time, he raised his finger and said, "I want all the information and materials of the person who dials the foreign phone from that phone booth this afternoon, no matter it's monitoring or anything, I must know all the information of that person."

Song shaonan pointed to the place where the driver stood on the sofa and couldn't see it. He hesitated a few times on the sofa, and then he took a few steps towards the window. Until he could see the phone booth song shaonan pointed to clearly, he respectfully answered.

"You should check it now. After you find it, Ma Shan will send it here." Song shaonan didn't look back, his eyes still fixed on the phone booth.

"Yes." The driver responded quickly and waited a little. Seeing that song shaonan had nothing else to command, he quickly backed out.

The door of the ward was closed and soon quieted down.

Song shaonan seems to be in a trance. He is still standing by the window, staring at the line of sight of the phone booth, with a faint trance.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't think about anything. I don't know how long it took before he moved his eyes slowly.

If, if that person is really her, why doesn't she speak?

Why don't you go back to him?

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