Chapter 222 The clinic is framed again
When Sang Ruo saw the bag of pastries in the man's hand, she suddenly froze for a moment.
Why does this packaging look so familiar?
It looked exactly like the pastries that man had given her and Linlin.
At this moment, Bo Jinyan's face involuntarily appeared in her mind.
"Sister Ruo? Sister Ruo..."
Seeing that she did not respond, Shen Qingzhuo called out to her softly again.
After regaining her composure, Sang Ruo smiled faintly and said, "Thank you. Just come in person next time. You don't need to buy anything. We're already so familiar with each other, why be so polite?"
Shen Qingzhuo laughed along with her: "Okay, then I won't buy any next time. Actually, it wasn't that I bought them specifically, but I just happened to pass by that shop and felt that you would like them, so I brought some over."
Sang Ruo reached out and took the bag of pastries: "Then I'll accept them."
"Want to have dinner together tonight?"
Before she could even put the snacks down, she heard a man's tentative voice in her ear.
After regaining her composure, Sang Ruo subconsciously said, "Nini has already cooked at home, let's eat together next time!"
The reason she refused was that she wanted to keep her distance from her for the time being.
Because she didn't know if the man in front of her really liked her.
Making promises to others too often might cause him to have some unnecessary misunderstandings.
Another very important point is that if Bo Jinyan were to appear nearby again and see them going out to eat, he would definitely start to overthink things.
"In that case, let's do it next time!"
"good."
As Sang Ruo turned to continue packing, Shen Qingzhuo slowly said, "My grandmother has been complaining of headaches lately, but she doesn't want to be treated with Western medicine."
Sang Ruo's hand holding the bag suddenly paused for a moment: "So she wants to use traditional Chinese medicine for treatment?"
"Yes, and she's quite old and her legs aren't very nimble. If it's convenient for you sometime, could you come with me to the old house and take a look at her headaches?"
"Of course, saving lives is the duty of us doctors. I'll contact you again when I get to the clinic tomorrow. After I've arranged things here, I'll come over."
A gentle smile spread across Shen Qingzhuo's face: "Sister Ruo is as kind as ever, so warm that I always want to stay by your side."
A hint of surprise flashed in Sang Ruo's eyes.
She quickly smiled and said, "I guess we're kindred spirits! That's why we've come together."
Shen Qingzhuo's smile deepened: "Even your way of speaking is very pleasant."
After hearing her words, Sang Ruo felt a sudden unease.
If I let him continue, I'm afraid he might suddenly say, "I like you."
Sang Ruo smiled and changed the subject: "It's getting late, I should probably head back soon."
"Okay, then I'll go with you."
Sang Ruo smiled and nodded, walking side by side with him towards the door.
The two got into their respective cars and drove in two different directions.
However, all of this had already fallen into the sight of a dark gaze.
Bo Jinzhou's car was parked across the street from the clinic.
He remained seated in the back seat, his gaze fixed intently on the direction they had gone.
The hands resting on the lap clenched tightly involuntarily, the knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
At that moment, the resentment in my heart almost reached its peak.
The following morning.
Sang Ruocai had just arrived at the clinic when she began arranging her day's affairs. She planned to contact Shen Qingzhuo before 10 o'clock to go to their old house to have his grandmother's headache checked.
Just as she was about to call Shen Qingzhuo, a sharp cry suddenly came from the doorway.
"This is the clinic!"
"All their traditional Chinese medicine was expired. My daughter kept vomiting blood after taking it. It's practically deadly!"
...
Sang Ruo and Chen Wuye were checking the new medicinal herbs that had arrived yesterday when they heard the noise and quickly looked towards the door.
A middle-aged woman, holding a child, stepped into their clinic.
Behind them stood several reporters, as well as the family members of the two little girls, possibly their uncles or other relatives.
The woman's voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of many patients, and even some passersby began to join in the fun, leaning against the door and peering inside with puzzled expressions.
Sang Ruo recognized the woman and child at a glance.
It was yesterday afternoon that she personally received Ya Ya and Ya Ya's mother.
"Madam, what did you mean by what you just said? What do you mean that all the medicines in our clinic are expired? Don't make baseless accusations without evidence! All our medicines are newly arrived; we just ordered a batch today!"
Chen Wuye pointed to the pile of medicine on the cashier's counter: "Look, there you go..."
"After I took them home yesterday, I found that all the medicines were moldy. These reporters just came to my house and filmed the medicines. If you don't believe me, you can ask the reporters to show them to you!"
Ya Ya's mother looked extremely agitated and angry as she glared at Sang Ruo and Chen Wuye.
Several reporters quickly stepped forward and handed the Chinese medicine they had photographed beforehand to Sang Ruo and Chen Wuye.
The medicinal herbs inside were indeed all moldy.
Upon seeing the medicine inside, Sang Ruo involuntarily frowned slightly: "These aren't the medicines I gave you!"
"Dr. Sang, are you implying that my sister-in-law is deliberately slandering you? The packaging bags are from your clinic and have your clinic's logo printed on them. Would we possibly replace your medicine?"
"That's right! I heard that after the child took the medicine, he vomited blood several times last night, in front of reporters! You have to give us an explanation today no matter what."
Ya Ya's uncles and aunts all condemned Sang Ruo.
Just then, a reporter in a blue work uniform quickly raised his camera and started snapping photos of Sang Ruo's face.
"Dr. Sang, I am a reporter from 'Jishan Media'. Are their statements true? Are all your medicinal herbs expired? This is a matter of people's livelihood, please give us a reasonable explanation."
Sang Ruo felt like she had been forced into a corner, caught between a rock and a hard place.
After much thought, there's only one possibility left.
That's because of this mother and daughter, they're framing her!
“Yesterday when I took the child’s pulse, she refused to let me take her pulse no matter what, so I didn’t know what was wrong with her body. But later, I could see something was wrong by looking at her tongue coating.”
“She has a stomach problem. After all, all the medications I prescribed for her were calming and sleep aids. Those medications shouldn’t cause vomiting blood. The reason she’s vomiting blood is probably related to her stomach problem, and it could even be a serious illness!”
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