Upon hearing Jiangli’s words, the head of the custor service departnt responded politely, "We understand that in ergencies, people may forget certain things, and later on, their brain might fill in the gaps, believing they did them. It’s a misunderstanding, and resolving it is all that matters. We also hope that the patient and their family can understand our work."
Wei Qingran hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, we made a mistake this ti, and I’m glad we’ve cleared it up. Thankfully, this matter didn’t escalate, and we managed to keep it under control, don’t you agree?"
The head of custor service shared this sentint; after all, Song Wenjun is a big star, and they didn’t want the incident to beco public.
With rumors swirling, it’s hard to ensure that the story remains unaltered or free from exaggeration.
Moreover, just as Wei Qingran ntioned, this issue hadn’t blown up.
Song Wenjun and Sister He didn’t start a commotion with them from the beginning, so there was no falling out.
At this stage, everyone could just smile, downplaying major issues to minor ones, pretending that nothing had happened.
Neither side wanted to stir up too much trouble.
The head of custor service and Wei Qingran exchanged knowing smiles, reaching a tacit agreent.
This matter ended here.
After Wei Qingran apologized on behalf of Song Wenjun, everyone left the custor service departnt.
Song Wenjun held back her words the whole ti inside.
Once outside, she couldn’t help but ask, "Qingran, what is really going on? Sister He and I clearly rember; I did press the call bell hard enough to destroy it, so how could there be no record?"
Sister He was equally puzzled, "Yeah, I can confirm that I really went to the nurse station. I’m not dumb, with Little Caihong in such a condition, I wouldn’t talk to a wall instead of calling for help."
Wei Qingran had a suspicion but wasn’t sure how to explain it to them.
Just as she was pondering how to phrase it, Jiangli spoke, "You’ve all fallen under a delusion, blinded montarily."
Sister He and Song Wenjun were taken aback, turning to Jiangli.
Seeing this, Jiangli explained, "It should be sothing controlling Teacher Song that cast a Blinding Technique on your eyes and temporarily severed the connection between Little Caihong’s ward and the outside world."
"So, you kept pressing the call bell and going to the nurse station, but perhaps you were actually pressing the wall or heading to the ergency exit."
Both Song Wenjun and Sister He widened their eyes.
"How could this be..."
"Such delusions are a simple trick, not even worth ntioning. Even an ordinary Xuann practitioner could easily perform it. It’s nothing at all," Jiangli said indifferently. "And precisely because the connection to Little Caihong’s ward was cut off, doctors, nurses, and patients passing by the door didn’t notice anything unusual. Under such circumstances, even if you scread your lungs out, no one would co to help."
Song Wenjun and Sister He were dumbfounded.
The vivid mories they had were clouded by a delusion...
"Wait..."
Just as they were in a daze, Wei Qingran caught an important detail from Jiangli’s words.
She looked at Jiangli in shock, disbelief in her eyes, and asked, "The Abbot just said that ordinary Xuann practitioners could perform this—could it be that the thing hurting Little Caihong is...an妖妖?"
Hearing this, Song Wenjun and Sister He finally grasped the importance of the revelation, once again widening their eyes in horror, staring at Jiangli.
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