Wang Tingting thought of Lin Qingyue's malicious look at that time, and couldn't help but shudder again.

If Lin Qingyue had not been interrupted at that time, she would have put the label of a bad guy on herself.

After figuring it out, Wang Tingting hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you. I was also scared at the time and had no idea how to deal with it. Thanks to you, otherwise, I would have been dragged out like a dead dog like Dr. Li today."

"When the situation is stronger than the person, you can only stay away from it." Lu Manyue herself is a poor little creature. If she hadn't seen that Wang Tingting was being bullied so badly, she would not have taken the risk to take the lead.

"You don't know, Lin Qingyue is a very petty person and holds a grudge... I can avoid it this time, but I'm afraid I can't avoid it next time." Wang Tingting's eyes were full of worry.

"Her ancestors and parents were all people who were not afraid of shedding blood and sacrificing their lives for the country and the people. Even if we indulge her, I'm afraid they won't tolerate her wrongly accusing good people like this, right?" Lu Manyue's eyes flashed, and an idea popped into her mind.

“When you mentioned this, it reminded me of one thing. The day Dr. Li reprimanded Lin Qingyue for pretending to be sick and occupying a bed, she clamored to fire Dr. Li.

Later, the dean did not agree, so she used Director Cha's office phone to call home and ask her relatives for support. As a result, the relative said that he would verify it first, and she became a little angry.

Later on the incident of losing the watch and the foreign book happened.

I think if her family really indulged her without limits, she would not have personally taken action against Dr. Li." Wang Tingting said thoughtfully.

Lu Manyue's eyes lit up, and she whispered to Wang Tingting: "Well, if you can find the phone number that was dialed, write it down. If she bullies you again, go find the dean. There should be a phone in the dean's office, right?

Just call that number and ask her family to check on her."

"This is a good idea. Let's do it. I'll find a chance to check the director's office and write down the calling number." With a plan in mind, Wang Tingting felt relieved and looked at Lu Manyue with bright eyes.

"Okay, let's disperse quickly. I have to find my friend. I pinched her butt just now to create chaos. She must still be making a fuss up there." Lu Manyue smiled secretly with her hands covering her lips.

Wang Tingting waved goodbye.

Lu Manyue quietly went upstairs again and hid aside to take a look.

Zhu Yan rolled up her sleeves. Three men stood in front of her.

"I thought about it. You three were standing behind me at the time, closest to me. Tell me, which one of you touched me?"

The three men shook their heads and waved their hands.

Zhu Yan turned around and saw Lu Manyue. She came over angrily and said, "They all deny it. Please help me think of a way. I must find this bad guy!"

Lu Manyue felt guilty and shook her head subconsciously, "It's hard to investigate this. We can't find an empty ward. I'll take off my pants and show you the nail marks on my butt. Let's see whose nails are the right size..."

"Why not? Let's do it!" Zhu Yan pulled Lu Manyue to find an empty ward, but they couldn't find one after searching for a long time, so they could only go to Yang Heping's ward.

Yang Heping had a tube inserted in his nostrils, his eyes were closed, and an IV drip was on his hand. He was lying straight on the hospital bed.

Zhu Yan pulled Lu Manyue into the ward and started to untie her belt as soon as she closed the door.

Lu Manyue hurried to stop him.

Zhu Yan's hands were too fast and she couldn't stop him.

She took off her clothes and pouted, letting Lu Manyue see the fingernail marks.

Lu Manyue groaned and hurried to straighten her pants. "It was me, I pinched you. Put your pants back on quickly, or someone will see you."

Zhu Yan didn't believe it. "I am a woman, you are a woman, why did you pinch my butt? It was definitely not you who pinched it. Look, look carefully. Yang Heping, that idiot, is asleep and he won't wake up for a while."

Suddenly, there was a grunt sound from the side, as if someone was choking on saliva.

Zhu Yan turned her head and saw that Yang Heping's eyes were wide open and rolling around. She didn't know when he woke up.

Seeing that she still had the mind to pay attention to others, Lu Manyue patted her, moved her to the middle, and urged her: "Hurry up and put on your clothes!"

Zhu Yan was shocked at first, but then she thought Yang Heping was a fool and didn't take it seriously: "He is stupid, I didn't take off all my clothes, I was still wearing my hot waist pants, and besides, he was lying flat and couldn't see me."

"This is all my fault." Lu Manyue quickly straightened Zhu Yan's pants and lowered her head with a guilty look on her face.

Zhu Yan exclaimed, and finally began to believe it, "Did you really pinch me?"

"I pinched it. I just wanted to create some chaos..."

"Oh, it's okay. I forgive you." Zhu Yan said casually while tying her belt.

Yang Heping quickly wiped the area under his nose with the hand that was not holding the IV drip, then stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

"Yang Heping, how is your recovery going?" Lu Manyue moved a stool and sat in front of the bed.

Zhu Yan sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to pull aside Yang Heping's blanket and looked at his chest.

She leaned over, her face almost touching Yang Heping's chest, staring blankly at his wounds.

Yang Heping was choked by his own saliva again. He rolled his eyes left and right, but didn't look at Zhu Yan.

Lu Manyue looked at Yang Heping's ears which suddenly turned red and blinked in confusion.

"Silly boy, why is your wound still bleeding?" Zhu Yan studied it for a long time and could only see that the gauze was still bleeding.

"The stitches burst and exploded. The doctor, who was removing the stitches, said the stitches were no good. He checked and argued with her. He said he found a silkworm.

I checked and found that the doctor uncle was a mouth basin person. The doctor uncle changed the thread and sewed my chest again. He also had to file a report, and then he disappeared. "Yang Heping spoke intermittently.

Zhu Yan was a little confused.

Lu Manyue had a solemn expression on her face, her mind racing.

Combining what she had heard before, she could barely understand what Yang Heping said.

During the first operation, some of the suture threads broke by themselves. The doctor had to remove the old threads and suture them again. However, he found that the quality of the suture threads was not good, so he had an argument with the director named Cha, accusing him of embezzling money.

Cha flatly denied it and accused the doctor of slandering him.

The doctor did not use the previous thread, but changed to another kind of thread to suture Yang Heping, and said that he would report the matter of the thread and conduct a thorough investigation.

Then the doctor disappeared.

"Uncle doctor, is your surname Li? You have gray hair, are quite old, and always have a stern face and look serious?" Lu Manyue recalled the description of Doctor Li from Wang Tingting's mouth, and asked Yang Heping in a low voice.

Yang Heping rolled his eyes and thought about it. After a long while, he seemed to have figured it out. He nodded gently and said, "Yes, Lao Li. They call him Lao Li."

Lu Manyue sighed slightly, her eyes showing sympathy.

Dr. Li was actually wronged just as Wang Tingting said.

He was being plotted against.