"Liu Ming! What nonsense are you talking about! The person who collaborated with you in money laundering was Hu Yuan, why are you blaming me? I'm your cousin, and you're helping others to harm me!"

Liu Ming closed his eyes and said, "Cousin, now that things have come to this, just confess."

"Leaders, I have never done anything like this!" Xiang Dehua struggled. "Hu Yuan, are you deliberately plotting against me?"

Hu Yuan sneered, "Those who do evil will eventually perish. Director Xiang, if you still have a conscience, please confess."

Qi Yue urged: "Director Xiang, please speak quickly."

"I have a clear conscience, what can I say? Dean, please believe me, I was framed," Xiang Dehua tried his best to prove his innocence.

Liu Ming said exhaustedly, "Cousin, just admit it. I knew this day would come sooner or later from the first day."

"Liu Ming! How could you do this to me!"

"It's come to this, cousin, don't struggle. We were wrong after all, and we have a guilty conscience. They'll find out even if you don't tell them. Don't you want to sleep peacefully?"

Liu Ming felt extremely guilty.

I have nightmares every night and my mental state is particularly bad.

He had been waiting for this day.

Xiang Dehua's defense was broken. "You spineless guy, I've been kind to you. Liu Ming, you've taken a lot of money, why are you pretending to be so noble now?"

"Cousin! If scolding me makes you feel good, then scold me more."

"You, I'm going to beat you to death."

After Xiang Dehua finished speaking, he picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on Liu Ming's head.

Li Mingqing quickly grabbed the ashtray.

Xiang Dehua didn't expect that his hand was so strong that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Qi Yue and others immediately stepped forward to show concern for Li Mingqing.

"Ming Qing, your hand is not hurt, right?"

"Your hands are precious. If they get hurt, you won't be able to explain to the patient."

Li Mingqing said helplessly: "I am a grown man and I am afraid of such a small ashtray."

"I'm not afraid of the ashtray, I'm mainly worried that you might get your hand hurt," Qi Yue said worriedly.

If Li Mingqing's hand was injured in the First People's Hospital, he would be thrown rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves in the face by the people.

These hands have saved countless lives.

The living Hua Tuo.

"It's really okay," Li Mingqing looked at Xiang Dehua, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and you should give yourself an ashtray on the forehead."

"Li Mingqing! If you hadn't promoted medical reform, how would I have been discovered?"

He couldn't sleep because the bed was uneven.

Blame all the mistakes on Li Mingqing.

Qi Yue said sternly, "Xiang Dehua! You are the director of the purchasing department, how could you do such a wicked thing? Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Faulty equipment can harm people. How can you be so careless about human life!"

"Dean, it's just one piece of equipment, not all of them," Xiang Dehua argued. "It's not a big problem. It was just an accident yesterday."

"It's not a big deal?" Li Mingqing raised his hand and flicked it towards his forehead. "One finger is not a big deal."

A big bump was visible on Xiang Dehua's forehead.

He felt like he had been shot through the head.