Lu Yanting looked thoughtfully at the teacup on the coffee table, where the green tea leaves slowly sank in the transparent glass.

When Dean Fang saw Lu Yanting's expression, he secretly realized he had said something wrong and quickly changed his mind.

"Actually, the final use of this money hasn't been completely decided yet. What I just mentioned is only one preliminary direction. Yan Ting, this money is your donation to the hospital, and I'd really like to hear your opinion, since you've always been very concerned about the hospital's development," Dean Fang said carefully, choosing his words with a cautious tone.

Lu Yanting looked at Dean Fang, and just as he was about to speak, a noisy commotion suddenly came from the doorway.

"Dr. Fang, Dean Fang is receiving distinguished guests. You cannot go in now." A staff member's anxious voice came from the doorway, trying to stop you.

"Get out of my way! Don't stop me! What 'distinguished guest'? I want to see my dad right now!" It was a woman's angry, somewhat arrogant voice.

Immediately afterwards, the office door was pushed open, and a woman in a white coat walked in aggressively, with exquisite makeup on her face and long, golden waves casually hanging over her shoulders.

"Dad! These days, patients don't respect doctors at all. They're even bullying me. Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Fang Weiwei said angrily, hands on her hips, her face full of dissatisfaction.

She had barely finished speaking when she saw Lu Yanting sitting on the sofa. She was slightly taken aback, as if she had been blinded by a bright light, and her original arrogance instantly diminished.

He then quickly lowered his head, subconsciously suppressing his flamboyant temper, and nervously clutched the hem of his white coat with both hands.

Seeing his daughter's state, Dean Fang was both angry and embarrassed. His face turned pale and then red. He slammed his hand on the table, making the documents on it rattle, and shouted, "Get out! Can't you see I'm talking about serious business?"

Fang Weiwei pursed her lips, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she secretly glanced at another man in the office.

She knew this man all too well; he was Lu Yanting, the president of the Lu Group, a major investor who frequently provided funding to the Sixth Hospital.

Although she often saw his photos in financial magazines, and the man in the photos already had a powerful aura, seeing him in person today and feeling his cold and reserved temperament up close still amazed her, and a ripple unconsciously rose in her heart.

Fang Weiwei stood there, hesitant for a moment. She was afraid of her father's scolding, but she was also reluctant to leave like this, and she wanted to leave even the slightest good impression on Lu Yanting.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally murmured softly, "Dad, I...I need to talk to you about something." Her voice carried a hint of grievance and a touch of coquetry.

Dean Fang, however, was not having any of it. He glared at the door and shouted again, "We can talk about it later. Now get out of here and stop causing trouble!"

Fang Weiwei gritted her teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. She then secretly glanced at Lu Yanting, only to see his cold expression, as if he hadn't noticed her at all. Her heart ached, and in the end, she hung her head and slowly turned to walk towards the door.

Before leaving, she glanced back one last time and met Lu Yanting's deep eyes. In that instant, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes.

Just as Fang Weiwei's hand touched the doorknob, she heard a clear, cool, and magnetic voice behind her: "Wait, Dr. Fang, since you're here, why don't you stay and tell me what made you barge in so recklessly?"

The one speaking was Lu Yanting.

Fang Weiwei froze, her heart skipped a beat, she never expected Lu Yanting to ask her to stay.

After a brief moment of surprise, she quickly turned around, a hint of barely perceptible joy flashing across her face. She hurriedly tidied her slightly disheveled hair, trying her best to look dignified.

"Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu,"

She stammered, her voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Here's what happened. There was a patient who insisted on seeing me even though it was already lunch break time. I've been seeing patients since this morning, so busy that I haven't even had a sip of water. I was exhausted and refused, but she wouldn't let it go and even threatened to file a complaint against me."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, as if she was about to cry at any moment, and she looked at Lu Yanting with a pitiful expression.

Lu Yanting raised an eyebrow slightly, his deep eyes revealing no emotion. He slowly turned his gaze to Dean Fang, his tone calm yet carrying a hint of pressure: "Dean Fang, have you received any complaints about Dr. Fang?"

Dean Fang wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and quickly waved his hand: "No, absolutely not, President Lu. Although Xiao Wei is a bit willful, her medical skills are quite good, and she has never made any major mistakes at work."

Lu Yanting gave a soft "hmm," then slowly turned around, his gaze returning to Fang Weiwei, his eyes sharp as if scrutinizing prey.

“Dr. Fang, if someone had already filed a complaint, I could understand you complaining and crying foul. But now that no one has filed a complaint yet, you're already making a scene. I want to ask you, what exactly are your demands? What do you want the hospital to do? Or rather, what do you want me, an outsider, to do for you?”

Fang Weiwei was speechless for a moment, her face turning pale and then red. She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but couldn't say anything.

All the grievances and excuses she had prepared seemed to be choked in her throat by Lu Yanting's series of questions.

She secretly resented the patient for causing her all this trouble, and was even more annoyed at herself for losing her composure in front of Lu Yanting. At this moment, she could only bite her lip, stand there, and look at Lu Yanting helplessly.

Lu Yanting frowned slightly and said coldly, "This is just a minor medical dispute. In that case, why don't we call the other party over and settle this privately so as not to escalate the matter and damage the hospital's reputation?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Weiwei's heart tightened. She was about to refuse when Dean Fang hurriedly sent someone to find the person.

Not long after, Qiu Mang, carrying Qiu Li, appeared in the dean's office amidst a crowd, looking completely bewildered.

Qiu Li, whom she held in her arms, had a sallow face and a weak breath, which made people feel sorry for her.

Qiu Mang looked around and first saw Fang Weiwei with an angry expression, then her gaze swept over Dean Fang.

Finally, her gaze fell on the aloof, handsome, and charismatic Lu Yanting. A hint of surprise flashed in Qiu Mang's eyes; she never expected to see him here.

Lu Yanting's gaze lingered briefly on Qiu Mang's face before shifting elsewhere, as if she were just an insignificant stranger.