The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 762

"The VIP ward?" Alan frowned slightly. "Which influential family's patient wants me to see them this time?"

Without waiting for the young nurse to answer, he continued, "Tell them that even if they have power and influence, they still have to follow the rules! Let them register at the Traditional Medicine Department first, and once I have the patient's information on my computer, I will head over immediately!"

Alan's response wasn't rooted in arrogance or an inflexible attitude. It was due to the fact that many VIP patients took advantage of their connections in the hospital to summon him as they pleased. There were several instances where he had patients waiting for treatment, but the VIP ward insisted he come over just to consult!

Initially, he thought there might be an urgent problem with the VIP patients. So, he'd drop whatever he was doing and rush over. However, more often than not, these patients only wanted a massage or acupressure due to hearing about his expertise in ancient healing techniques.

Alan grew tired of this and found himself facing pressure from individuals with influence. Fed up, he decided to set a rule: if they wanted him to treat them, they had to follow the proper procedure and register at the Traditional Medicine Department first.

Since the regular outpatient area and the Traditional Medicine Department of Hill Crest Hospital were located in separate buildings, the VIP patients were reluctant to make an effort to register there. This resulted in fewer bothersome requests.

Thus, when Alan heard from the young nurse that another VIP patient wanted him to come over, his expression immediately turned serious.

Alan held high prestige within Hill Crest Hospital, and the young nurse had only recently started her job, so she held him in great reverence.

After fidgeting with her ten fingers in front of her for a while, she whispered, "Professor Gershwin… From what I heard from the patient's family, it seems like they just want you to bring acupuncture needles over, and then let… let someone else treat the patient…"

"Nonsense!" Alan slammed the table and flared up. "The reputation of ancient healing has already been tarnished by these charlatans! How dare they come to the hospital to practice medicine!"

Pointing at the door, he continued, "Go back and tell them that I, Alan Gershwin, am a respected professor of Traditional Medicine! How could I stoop to the demands of the privileged to provide acupuncture needles for a barefoot doctor? This is an insult to me and an insult to ancient healing!"