Dean Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded, and said, "Miss Qiao, this is a private hospital, a small business. Could you please let me off the hook?"

Qiao Zhen chuckled and said, "Dean Zhou, if you don't make things difficult for me, I won't make things difficult for you either, right?"

Hearing this, Dean Zhou knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he could only sigh and say, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but the person behind me really won't let me."

"What should we do then?" Qiao Zhen covered her mouth in feigned surprise, then looked at Gu Xijue beside her.

Gu Xijue also tried to speak up at the right time: "Zhou Zheng, why don't you take a look at what this is?"

Upon hearing this, Dean Zhou looked guilty as he glanced at the documents Gu Xijue had thrown at him on the table, then carefully picked them up and opened them.

When Dean Zhou saw the contents of the document, his face turned pale, and he even staggered a little.

"Heh..." Dean Zhou chuckled coldly in a low voice, "You really can't hide anything from President Gu."

"No, it's nothing, it's just a small matter."

Gu Xijue smiled and continued on the previous topic: "So, Dean Zhou, can you tell us the truth now?"

Dean Zhou looked at the two people in front of him and sighed deeply.

“Miss Qiao, it’s not that I can’t tell you about this, but I don’t think it’s good for outsiders to know.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Zhen couldn't help but glance at Gu Xijue beside her, but remained silent.

Gu Xixue naturally knew that Dean Zhou was asking him to leave, so he could only grit his teeth and agree: "Okay, I can leave, but don't try anything funny."