Before arriving at Jing City, Lin Yinyin had specifically inquired about the prominent families there.
After all, she was active in high society and inevitably had to deal with them.
Therefore, she knew that the leading family in Jing City was the Lu Family. Rumor had it that the head of the Lu family had one son. Mrs. Lu had disappeared two years ago, and his son had been kidnapped and contracted a serious illness.
Initially, she had thought about visiting the Lu Family to treat the young master’s illness, but she couldn’t find a way in, and Li Kuo had no plans to introduce her to his acquaintances from the Lu Family, so Lin Yinyin had reluctantly given up.
Unexpectedly, she would et soone from the Lu Family here today.
And in such an embarrassing situation...
Lin Yinyin bit her lip, feeling bitterly resentful toward Shen Yanhe.
She lowered her eyes and stood up following Lu Wan’s force, her voice soft, "Thank you."
At that mont, Lin Yinyin’s hand "inadvertently" pulled off the mask on her face.
The swollen imprint of a slap appeared on her cheek in front of Lu Wan.
Lu Wan exclaid in astonishnt, "Your face..."
Lin Yinyin hurriedly raised her hand to cover her face and bowed her head in a timid manner, "I, I’m fine."
Lu Wan’s eyebrows furrowed deeply as she grabbed Lin Yinyin’s hand and looked at her swollen cheek, angrily saying, "How can it be fine? Your face is swollen! Who hit you? They were so harsh!"
Lin Yinyin struggled to pull her hand away, her voice filled with a hint of crying, "I, I daren’t say."
"What is there to be afraid of?" Lu Wan was naturally a naïve and kind-hearted girl. Seeing Lin Yinyin’s swollen face and her fragile deanor, her sense of justice exploded.
"Tell , let know, and I’ll seek justice for you!"
Lin Yinyin kept her head down, her voice hoarse and tearful, saying hesitantly, "It was... Dr. YM."
Fan Yajing, who was initially indifferent with a hint of impatience in her gaze, suddenly lowered her crossed arms in surprise, "Dr. YM hit you?"
Lin Yinyin murmured softly, "I just had a small argunt with Dr. YM, and unexpectedly, she suddenly hit ."
She did not ntion that she had struck first.
As she spoke, she removed her sunglasses, revealing a face swollen like a pig’s head, her eyes brimming with tears, "I didn’t dare to resist and just let her beat to this state..."
Lu Wan and Fan Yajing looked at the injuries on her face and sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.
"My God, this is severe enough to disfigure soone, isn’t it?" Lu Wan felt both pity and anger, "This Dr. YM is too excessive! Where is she now? Co on! I’ll take you to find her!"
As she spoke, Lu Wan reached out to grab Lin Yinyin’s hand, intending to lead her to Shen Yanhe.
Lin Yinyin stiffened and subtly dodged Lu Wan’s hand, standing pitifully in place, her frail body saying, "I’m scared... and my face hurts so much... I want to apply so dicine."
Fan Yajing narrowed her eyes toward Lin Yinyin, a trace of gloom flashing through her eyes. She took out her phone and said, "Assault is illegal, letting such a temperantal person like Dr. YM participate in the dical council is too dangerous for Dean Carrie and the others."
She said, "Do you mind if I take a few photos of the injuries on your face? After that, I will show them to the dean, and he will help you get justice."
"Not at all!" Lin Yinyin showed a grateful expression, her eyes reddening, and even took a step back to bow towards them, "Thank you all! Really, thank you so much!"
Her ek appearance made Lu Wan even more distressed, she quickly reached out to help her up, indignantly saying, "Don’t be afraid. When the ti cos, we will make Dr. YM personally co before you to apologize!"
Lin Yinyin nodded with tears in her eyes.
Fan Yajing stepped forward with her cellphone, taking comprehensive photos of the wounds on her face.
"Alright, go apply so dicine. There is a clinic if you turn left from here."
Lin Yinyin weakly responded with an ’okay’, and after watching them leave, the frailty on her face disappeared completely, leaving a sinister flash in her swollen, bun-like eyes.
Shen Yanhe, you made my life difficult, I will make yours even more so!
Let’s see!
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anwhile, Shen Yanhe had already arrived at the eting room.
The conference room, aside from a few professors and doctors who had been sent to the hospital, was filled with those who hadn’t been taken away, including Li Kuo.
However, rembering the misinformation he had posted on social dia earlier, Li Kuo didn’t dare to look at Shen Yanhe.
The Dean sat in the chair below the head of the eting table, and upon seeing Shen Yanhe, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back down into his stomach. He suppressed the urge to get up and inquire about Shen Yanhe’s condition, and said calmly, "Alright, everyone is here now, we can begin."
The other professors, seeing that Shen Yanhe had arrived so late, frowned and wore expressions of displeasure.
Shen Yanhe casually greeted the professors and took a seat at the head of the table. The eting officially began.
Most of the professors were busy interacting with each other on dical issues as if intentionally ignoring Shen Yanhe, with no one taking the initiative to speak to her.
Li Kuo hesitated for a long ti but didn’t dare to step forward with his questions, fearing that Shen Yanhe still held a grudge over the social dia incident and would trouble him.
The Dean glanced around at everyone, scoffed internally, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Shen Yanhe. Xie Muchuan also stood up and approached her to ask about issues regarding the C02 dicant.
Shen Yanhe, not rejecting anyone, answered them in a tranquil voice and occasionally wrote a few words on a draft paper to show them.
Gradually, the once sowhat noisy conference room quieted down, and all the professors stopped their discussions to listen attentively to Shen Yanhe’s explanations.
The more they listened, the more technical terms Shen Yanhe used, including so dicinal terms they had not heard before, prompting many to take out notebooks to jot them down, or pull out cellphones to search online for images of the herbs.
A few professors couldn’t help but interject with a few questions, expressing their doubts.
Shen Yanhe did not trouble him and answered his questions.
As the eting was reaching a high point, the door to the conference room was suddenly knocked on: "Sorry to interrupt."
With annoyance at being disrupted, everyone turned their heads toward the entrance of the conference room.
Fan Yajing felt a bit nervous under the collective gaze of so many dical experts, whereas Lu Wan had no such concerns.
For her, the Lu Family was the largest donor to Jingcheng Central Hospital every year; these doctors ought to respect her.
She looked around the room and in a clear, crisp voice, she asked, "Who is Dr. YM?"
While twirling her pen, Shen Yanhe raised an eyebrow, looked up at Lu Wan, and in a calm voice, responded, "I am."
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