Mulian's face immediately fell, and she said something ridiculous, "You're crazy, I'm going to get off work and go eat."

At this moment, an incongruous voice sounded, and immediately criticized several people.

In an instant, the director stood at the door. Everyone dared not breathe and worked hard, fearing that they would be the first to be exposed.

The director was firing like a machine gun. "You're laughing and joking at work. What's the point? If you want to laugh and joking, go home. Don't stay here. It's annoying to see you. Bai Yu, what have you done? Did bed 10 complain about you?"

Bai Yu shuddered when his name was called. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head. He didn't know why the old man in the emergency room complained about him. He went to the ward every day to make rounds, deal with the patient's condition in a timely manner, consult with various doctors, and regulate and administer medication in a timely manner. The old man's condition was relatively stable. At least for now, there were no sudden serious symptoms.

The rest of the people held their breath nervously, not daring to speak, for fear that the director would be implicated.

The director spoke in a stern tone, her face dark, as if Bai Yu owed her a million dollars. "Patient 10 said that since he was admitted to the hospital, he hasn't seen you make rounds. He rang the bell when he felt unwell, but no one came to see him. He had acupuncture for an hour and a half, but no one removed the needles. You're just hoping he'll die."

Bai Yu's eyes were sincere and his face was determined. "I go to check on the ward every day."

Mulian said in a hurried tone, and immediately agreed, "Yes, the old man is lying. Senior brother goes to check on the ward every day, and he doesn't know how many times he goes a day. How could he not have been there?"

"Yes, we can testify that our senior brother goes to check on the ward every day."

Dabing and Shizhu immediately testified for Baiyu.