Ye Qingqing smiled and took out a business card from her bag, handing it to the dean of students. "I work in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Meng's Hospital. My medical skills are pretty good. Director, I can definitely get rid of this dampness in your body completely, and I guarantee you'll be more energetic than when you were twenty."
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.
This woman is acting strangely and doesn't look very old. She doesn't look like a life-saving angel in white at all; she's more like a charlatan. And she even has the audacity to say that she works at Meng's Hospital, which is one of the top hospitals in the country. Only top doctors work there. This woman doesn't look like one at all.
The head of teaching carefully examined the gold-edged business card in his hand. The title was clearly printed on it, indicating that it was indeed from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Meng's Hospital, and that the person was an expert who only saw patients three and a half days a week. If the business card was genuine, then Ye Wuchen's sister was truly a hidden master in plain sight.
Ye Qingqing removed the needle from the dean of students' body and said to him, "Dean, are you feeling better now?"
The head of the teaching department had actually noticed the changes in his body long ago. He looked refreshed and full of energy, which made him even more convinced. Maybe he really was just judging people by their appearance?
"I'm feeling better."
The head of the teaching department nodded. If it's cured, it's cured; he couldn't lie to people.
The teachers were even more shocked. Could he really be a miracle doctor?
Du Ziwen's father looked indignant. When he spoke, Ye Qingqing didn't even look at him, clearly not taking him seriously and only concerned with currying favor with the head teacher. His daughter was the victim, and this family not only didn't offer any condolences, but also acted like this. It made him furious.
Ye Qingqing heated the silver needles again with a lighter, inserted them into the needle case, and put them into her bag. The head teacher watched her skillful movements and became even more convinced.
"Dr. Du, you saw it just now. My sister can really guarantee that your daughter won't get into trouble. Of course, it was wrong of her to throw people, but your daughter really deserves a beating. She owes money and doesn't pay it back, and she's also slandering my sister behind her back with disgusting words. Rumors can be more terrifying than knives. People can be drowned by gossip. Your daughter is not innocent."
Ye Qingqing certainly heard what Mr. Du said, but she had to give the couple a cold shoulder. They still thought their daughter was an innocent and pitiful victim, which was wrong of them.
It's wrong for Wuchen to throw people away, but Du Ziwen is a bitch and not innocent at all.
"What kind of proof is it to throw her away only once? Nothing is ever foolproof. Even the best doctors can't guarantee that the operating table is 100% risk-free. Even if my daughter made a mistake, it wasn't to the point of being a capital offense. What right does your sister have to throw her away!"
Mr. Du insisted on getting an explanation for Wuchen's egregious act of throwing people away.
“One time certainly doesn’t prove anything, you’re right. So how many times do you think it would take to prove it?” Ye Qingqing asked gently.
Mr. Du was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. In fact, he felt that even a hundred times wouldn't prove anything, but saying that seemed too difficult. He wasn't a scoundrel; he was just a father who felt sorry for his daughter.
"It has to be at least ten times. Only if it's the same ten times as before will we believe your sister has that ability," Mrs. Du said indignantly.
She felt that what happened just now was definitely a coincidence. How could someone throw something from that height guarantee that it would land the same way every time? They're not gods.
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