Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 642

Chapter 642: Chapter 642

Well, at the critical moment, Dean Pan really did show his prowess—he actually knows the owner of this restaurant.

And it seems their relationship is extremely good, judging by how he managed to settle everything with just a phone call.

Soon, Zhang Yang and Dean Pan spotted Pei Changjiang’s name on the reservation list.

It turns out it’s Pei Yuyan’s father who personally came to make the reservation.

He’s really going all out, as if he’s afraid his daughter won’t be able to marry off. Dean Pan, with his seasoned analysis, said: "This Pei Changjiang must be someone desperate for money, which is why he’s going to great lengths to marry his daughter off to a rich second-generation."

Zhang Yang believed most of what Dean Pan said.

There’s no denying it, Pei Changjiang seems to be on the same level as Zhang Tiande, not a good egg either.

That’s when Dean Pan said, "Zhang Yang, it’s still early. They won’t arrive until after ten o’clock."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang also glanced at the time; it was only nine-thirty. In other words, there was still an hour to wait.

"Let’s go for a walk!" Zhang Yang suggested.

But Dean Pan said: "An hour isn’t too long; why don’t we order a couple of coffees? This will give us a good opportunity to discuss some work matters."

Zhang Yang asked with some surprise, "You’re the dean, what work matters do you have for me?"

"Or do you hope I’ll return to work sooner? Don’t worry about that, the trip the other day was just an accident. I went out of town, but I’ll be back to my normal schedule in the next few days. Of course, my girlfriend ran into some trouble, so it’s quite possible that I might occasionally need to go out of town."

After listening to Zhang Yang, Dean Pan chuckled and said: "That’s up to you. Our hospital’s OB-GYN department is comprehensive, so there’s no rush."

Zhang Yang was slightly taken aback, showing an expression of confusion, "Then what is it you want to talk to me about?"

"Forget it, since you said so, let’s sit down and chat leisurely."

Zhang Yang still gave a lot of respect to Dean Pan.

"Dean Pan, go ahead and tell me any instructions directly," Zhang Yang said.

Hearing this, Dean Pan casually asked, "So, what level exactly is your Chinese Medicine skill at?"

"Mr. Han told me that your skill in Chinese Medicine has reached the level of a national treasure. Is that true?"

Zhang Yang was surprised, "A national treasure? What kind of level is that? The term sounds intimidating, but I’m not that impressive; just good at treating infertility and the like."

Dean Pan helplessly replied, "Stop kidding me, I know what I know. Originally, Dr. Cheng Yue’s research project was at a bottleneck, it was impossible to make significant progress in a few short days to compete with Qi Haili’s team. However, all problems seem to be easily resolved in your hands."

"Zhang Yang, that’s neuro-cardiac research, not OB-GYN or infertility."

"So, I believe what Mr. Han said."

Zhang Yang responded with a wry smile, "If you believe it, then why ask me?"

"Here’s the thing, I’m thinking of setting up a separate department for you to treat the real tycoons and charge a high consultation fee, to gouge them of a fortune. How about that?"

Zhang Yang never expected Old Pan to be harboring such an idea and was caught between laughter and tears.

This guy must resent the rich, planning to fleece the wealthy and then turn around to help the poor.

"What’s the matter, Old Pan, you really think about robbing the rich to help the poor?"

Dean Pan didn’t beat around the bush and straightforwardly admitted, "You don’t know how bizarre those rich people can be, they don’t seek the best, just the most expensive. Of course, we’re not really swindling them; as long as you can cure their ailments, they’re more than willing to pay. It’s a consensual business, so don’t feel burdened about it."

"Of course, if you’re uncomfortable, I won’t force you."

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, "There isn’t anything I’m unwilling to do; it’s just that my specialty is OB-GYN, suddenly becoming a general practitioner, I’d kinda hate to let it go."

Dean Pan looked at Zhang Yang with a lecherous expression, "Haha, don’t worry about it. Not to mention anything else, but I assure you, the nudes you will see later won’t be any fewer and will all be of high quality."

"The tycoon daughters and graceful married women coming to you for treatment definitely won’t be scarce."

Zhang Yang gave Dean Pan a speechless stare, "Old Pan, are you implying that I became an OB-GYN just for a look at women’s bodies?"

"Haha, no, no, heroes don’t ask about their origins; those who understand, understand!" Dean Pan laughed even more lecherously.

Zhang Yang felt utterly speechless, really wanting to throttle Dean Pan.

Seeing Zhang Yang’s displeased expression, Dean Pan quickly changed the subject: "Zhang Yang, this job is actually quite suitable for you now. Since it serves the wealthy, naturally you’ll have a flexible schedule. When there are no appointments from the rich, you take a break; when you feel like coming, you come; otherwise, you can go anywhere."

"The hospital won’t check your attendance anymore; even if you don’t come, you’ll still be regarded as having full attendance every month."

"As for the salary, we’ll keep your current one as a base salary. How about we calculate commission based on 50% of the patient’s payment earnings?"

Zhang Yang looked at Dean Pan with surprise, "A fifty-fifty split? Old Pan, aren’t you at a loss here?"

Dean Pan laughed heartily at this, "Not at all, I’m not losing a bit; in fact, I’m the one taking advantage."

"Once you make a name for yourself, more tycoons will come to you for treatment, naturally boosting the hospital’s reputation and attracting more wealthy people."

"Moreover, the diseases those tycoons come to you for are either complicated and difficult or too embarrassing to speak of. Making money from that is not easy; it all relies on your ability, so basically, I’m exploiting you."

Zhang Yang’s lips curled slightly upwards, "Bold of you to say that. In that case, let’s do a sixty-forty split."

Upon hearing this, Dean Pan’s eyes bulged; he wanted to slap himself hard for blurting out his inner thoughts too hastily.

But Dean Pan was not to be outdone, "Fine, sixty-forty it is!"

Zhang Yang laughed, "No need, let’s stick to fifty-fifty. I was just joking. That extra ten percent, consider it my contribution to doing some charitable work."

"Haha, well said!" Dean Pan was grinning ear to ear.

Just then, Dean Pan seemed to have spotted something, looking a bit surprised.

Zhang Yang was taken aback, then also turned to follow Dean Pan’s gaze and saw a middle-aged man sneaking in.

"What? Do you know this person?" Zhang Yang asked Dean Pan.