Chapter Seventy-Three: Public Apology

Zhong Yating turned around and glared at Chen Wuye in annoyance.

Sang Ruo immediately put down the megaphone in her hand: "If you're unwilling, then I'll have no choice but to call the police. After all, this matter has caused such a big fuss and seriously affected my clinic. You have to give me an explanation, don't you think?"

"Who said I'm unwilling? Did I say I was unwilling?"

Zhong Yating was furious.

“In that case…” Sang Ruo nodded thoughtfully: “Wu Ye, you record his voice, I’m going to change my clothes.”

"OK."

Chen Wuye readily accepted the loudspeaker and watched Sang Ruo leave.

After Sang Ruo entered the lounge, she heard Chen Wuye's voice from outside: "Can we begin?"

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle, or you'll waste my time..."

After Zhong Yating spoke into the loudspeaker, Chen Wuye repeatedly reminded her, "It's too soft. Can you speak louder? With your sound quality, it sounds like a bird chirping. Who can hear what you're saying?"

Zhong Yating: "Can you shut up! Don't interrupt my recording!"

Chen Wuye: "Then speak louder! Can't you just do it once? Don't delay our business..."

"Damn it! If you keep yelling, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"Sorry, my mouth is a bit stubborn. If you want to tear it apart, you'll probably have to put in some effort."

...

Listening to their chatter outside, Sang Ruo suddenly found it inexplicably funny.

The reason she retaliated so fiercely this time was because she was afraid that the woman would continue to cause trouble at the clinic in the future.

If we don't teach her a lesson she won't learn her lesson.

After all, she has always understood the principle that "a kind person is bullied, and a good horse is ridden."

Sang Ruo's inner clothes were not wet; only her white coat was soaked by the Chinese medicine.

After changing into a white lab coat, she walked out quickly.

Zhong Yating also finished recording.

After everything was ready, Sang Ruo turned to look in Chen Wuye's direction: "Go open the door and let Miss Zhong apologize to our clinic properly."

A hint of excitement appeared on Chen Wuye's face: "Okay."

When Zhong Yating saw the smile on his face, she stomped her feet in anger.

At this moment, in the Maybach at the entrance.

The passenger-side window and the rear window were both open.

Two dark eyes were fixed on the direction of the clinic's entrance, carefully watching the movements there.

"Mr. Bo, why has there been no news for so long? Could something have happened?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Zhang Ye nervously glanced back at the man in the back seat.

Bo Jinyan's face remained calm and expressionless.

The man rested his hand on the car window, a cigarette between his fingers, puffing out smoke, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the gate.

"No rush, let's wait and see."

His voice had barely faded when Chen Wuye opened the door from the inside.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Ye quickly looked in that direction.

Zhong Yating was being pushed out by Chen Wuye. She was holding a megaphone in her hand and her face was filled with intense resentment and anger.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Ye watched this scene with curiosity, a look of doubt on his face.

When Bo Jinyan saw that familiar figure, his hand holding the cigarette paused for a moment.

"Don't miss this opportunity! The female colleague who framed our clinic a while ago has come today to formally apologize to our clinic and all our patients."

Chen Wuye shouted at the top of his lungs, making Zhong Yating feel extremely scared.

Even before the hospital opened, there were already a few patients lingering there.

Upon hearing the noise, the patients returned to the doorway, and the crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger.

"Start already! Why aren't you starting yet?"

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a while, Sang Ruo urged her to pick up the loudspeaker.

However, Zhong Yating still refused to cooperate and showed no intention of turning on the recording.

Upon seeing this, Sang Ruo quickly stepped forward, took the megaphone from her hand, and pressed the power button.

After the sound rang out, she quickly shoved the megaphone back into Zhong Yating's hand.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Yating. The allergy incident a while ago was actually a farce. I framed the clinic and slandered Dr. Sang and Dr. Chen. Their medical skills are superb. I have realized my mistake and would like to formally apologize to them here. I am sorry to them."

...

The recording played continuously, looping over and over again.

The crowd around her grew larger and larger, with people pointing and whispering about her. Many covered their mouths and laughed secretly, while others even discussed the matter amongst themselves.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhong Yating subconsciously lowered her eyelids and looked at the ground.

She stretched out her other hand, quickly raised it, and covered her face.

That's so ridiculous!

She even regretted agreeing to such an absurd thing!

And it lasted for half an hour...

When Zhang Ye saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the man in the back seat of the car: "Mr. Bo, Miss Zhang's move was truly brilliant! How is it any different from parading criminals through the streets in ancient times?"

Bo Jinyan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, exhaled the last puff of smoke, and his face remained expressionless.

He glanced at Zhong Yating briefly before turning his gaze back to the beautiful figure.

Now that the matter has been resolved, there is naturally no need to stay.

"Drive back to the company."

"yes."

As the crowd of onlookers grew larger, Sang Ruo couldn't help but smile slightly.

When her gaze inadvertently drifted forward, she spotted a very familiar Maybach.

The rear window of the car was slowly rising, and through the half-open window, half of the man's face could be seen.

She recognized him at a glance.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be Bo Jinyan.

Why would he suddenly come here?

Did he see everything that's happening right now?

Numerous questions lingered in her mind, refusing to dissipate.

After watching the car drive away, Sang Ruo looked away.

"Sister Xiaoruo, a patient has come in and needs to be seen immediately."

Just then, a familiar voice reached my ears.

Sang Ruo turned her head upon hearing the sound and saw Chen Wuye's handsome face.

She glanced at him, then turned her gaze to Zhong Yating: "I'll take over the patient. You stay outside and keep watch. Let her go in half an hour."

Chen Wuye said softly, "Yes."

After Sang Ruo went inside, Chen Wuye came up to Zhong Yating and asked curiously, "Miss Zhong, are you feeling alright?"