Zeng Honglin, the director of the dical office, imdiately knew they were prepared, and soone was orchestrating from behind the scenes, as every point directly hit the key issues.
Zeng Honglin stated that the Traditional Chinese dicine Diagnostic Center was a specialized clinic jointly operated by Changxing Hospital and Renhe Hall, and of course, Changxing Hospital would be responsible. As for whether the symptoms they were experiencing were related to the dication from Renhe Hall, it required special agencies for verification, which would take ti.
The group of patients expressed they could give them one day. If the hospital could not provide a satisfactory answer, they would expose Renhe Hall’s act of deceiving patients under the banner of Changxing Hospital.
This was not the first dical dispute at Changxing. The most sensational dispute was the Tong ili incident at the costic center, which caused a stir throughout Dongzhou, but that matter was resolved satisfactorily at the ti, handled by Xu Chunliang.
They believed the nature of this plaster incident was much lighter than the last one. Zeng Honglin suggested Zhou Yisheng settle the matter quietly, refund the dication cost to those people, and then make so symbolic compensation.
However, Zhou Yisheng was very firm on this matter. He insisted on conducting a dical evaluation first, and if it proved to be an issue with their plaster, he wouldn’t have a word to say and would compensate not just the dication cost, but even the lost wages and nutritional fees. But if it wasn’t their issue, and these people were deliberately causing trouble, he would call the police.
Yang Zhen Gang, who participated in the diation, laughed upon hearing this. To him, Zhou Yisheng was being naive; they already had experience handling such matters. The correct approach was to first stabilize the troubleso patients and prevent conflicts from escalating. Now was not the ti to discuss who was right or wrong.
Zeng Honglin couldn’t persuade Zhou Yisheng and had no choice but to leave him be.
As Zhou Yisheng left, he passed the parking lot and encountered Pei Lin.
Pei Lin ca to discuss their wedding with Zhao Feiyang. Upon seeing her, Zhou Yisheng quickly approached, "Cousin!" The two have so family relation, as Zhou Yisheng’s mother and Pei Lin’s mother are cousins.
Pei Lin glanced at him with a hint of reproach, reminding Zhou Yisheng of her instruction not to let outsiders know their relationship, so he quickly corrected himself, "President Pei."
Pei Lin said, "I’m in a hurry," implying she didn’t have ti for small talk.
Zhou Yisheng said, "It won’t take long."
Pei Lin had to stop, and Zhou Yisheng briefly described the situation he was facing. He was very frustrated. Renhe Hall’s plaster had been sold online and offline for so many years without any issues, so why were there suddenly so many rights defenders today? It was very suspicious.
Pei Lin asked, "Did you offend soone?"
Zhou Yisheng shook his head.
Pei Lin believed that the dical office’s suggestion was correct, that big issues should be made small and small issues should be resolved. After all, Zhou Yisheng wouldn’t lose much money. In business, one should have vision.
Zhou Yisheng sighed, "I feel like the dical office and the security departnt are not putting in any effort and don’t see us as part of Changxing."
Pei Lin almost laughed, did Zhou Yisheng really consider himself a Changxing person? Those with an official post are formal Changxing employees, while those without are just performing on Changxing’s stage for money. Why care what others think?
Zhou Yisheng complained a bit and then rembered the issue of insufficient consultation rooms, asking Pei Lin to help urge the matter. For now, they could only squeeze a room out of the acupuncture and physiotherapy departnt.
Pei Lin agreed to help.
When passing the hospital office, the office director, Lin Yansheng, saw Pei Lin and told her that Zhao Feiyang was in a eting, and Pei Lin said she would wait in his office.
Now that Zhao Feiyang and Pei Lin’s relationship was public, with one being divorced and the other unmarried, nobody could say much.
Half an hour later, Zhao Feiyang finished the eting and returned to his office, seeing Pei Lin sitting in his executive chair, he couldn’t help but frown, "Xiaolin, aren’t you afraid of being seen by others?"
Pei Lin stood up, "I’m openly dating you. It’s not like I’m your kept mistress, so what’s there to fear?"
Zhao Feiyang said, "That’s not what I ant."
Pei Lin puckered her lips and ca to his side, putting her hands on his shoulders. Zhao Feiyang, amused and frustrated, tried to remove her arms, but Pei Lin only held him tighter.
Zhao Feiyang said, "This is an office, be mindful of appearances."
Pei Lin said, "I won’t!"
Zhao Feiyang couldn’t break free, so he let her hold onto his neck and gently coaxed her, "Co on, let’s discuss things when we get ho. You sit on the sofa for now; I have a few docunts to look at."
Pei Lin rolled her eyes and let go of him, turning to sit on the sofa.
Zhao Feiyang returned to his seat, which Pei Lin had already ward up and made very comfortable to sit in.
Pei Lin opened her LV handbag and softly said, "Feiyang, I got you a gift."
Zhao Feiyang nonchalantly said, "We’ll talk about it later."
Pei Lin asked, "Don’t you want to know what the gift is?"
Zhao Feiyang, focused on the computer screen, didn’t hear what she said.
Pei Lin got up and walked over, placing a pregnancy test stick in front of him.
The pregnancy test stick caught Zhao Feiyang’s attention. Staring at it, he looked a bit stunned, "This..." He rembered always taking precautions, but he knew no thod was completely foolproof.
"I’m pregnant!"
Zhao Feiyang nodded, his reaction left Pei Lin a bit disappointed, she emphasized, "Yours!"
"I know."
After Zhao Feiyang finished speaking, he held Pei Lin’s hand and gently pulled her into his arms.
Zhao Feiyang stroked her hair, Pei Lin’s face buried against his chest, she couldn’t see Zhao Feiyang’s indecipherable expression at the mont. Zhao Feiyang never expected Pei Lin to give him such an unexpected gift.
They had previously agreed not to consider marriage or children for the ti being. His career was just beginning, and it had been less than two years since his previous marriage ended. Zhao Feiyang was not ready to enter another marriage; he had made this very clear to Pei Lin, who also understood. But plans couldn’t keep up with changes.
"Feiyang, what should we do? I’ll listen to you."
Zhao Feiyang’s hand stopped on top of Pei Lin’s head. He understood Pei Lin; she was definitely not a woman without her own opinions. If she didn’t know what to do, she wouldn’t have co to him, and she wouldn’t have gotten pregnant.
Zhao Feiyang didn’t want to assu the worst about the woman beside him, but he believed that the pregnancy was no accident. Maybe everything was part of Pei Lin’s plan, though she said she didn’t care about status or marriage. But what woman doesn’t care?
Zhao Feiyang said, "Let’s have the baby."
Pei Lin looked up, tears of joy welling in her eyes: "Really?"
Zhao Feiyang nodded, realizing he couldn’t even bring himself to say the words that would tell Pei Lin to terminate the pregnancy. He was actually worried about provoking Pei Lin. He didn’t know when he started being afraid of her; perhaps it was because Pei Lin began to understand him. When a person is understood too well by others, it often creates a feeling of insecurity. His father had long pointed out his issue in this regard, saying he was overly suspicious.
Thinking of his father gave Zhao Feiyang a headache. His father would never agree to him marrying Pei Lin.
But if they don’t marry, what about the child’s status in the future?
Pei Lin sensed Zhao Feiyang’s dilemma and said gently, "Feiyang, if you find it difficult, I can terminate the pregnancy..." Saying this, she lay on Zhao Feiyang’s chest and started to cry.
Zhao Feiyang knew she said this deliberately; she would never actually terminate the pregnancy.
Zhao Feiyang said, "I’m thinking about when to tell the old man the news."
Pei Lin pouted, "He doesn’t like ."
Zhao Feiyang said, "He actually always wanted a grandson."
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Zhao Xiaohui sold her villa, planning to say a complete goodbye to the past. Before leaving Dongzhou, she contacted Xu Chunliang. She thought she wouldn’t have ti to say goodbye to Xu Chunliang in person, but unexpectedly, he was in Dongzhou now.
The two arranged to et at the TV station. Xu Chunliang ca to Dongzhou TV Station, where Zhao Xiaohui had just completed her resignation formalities and was waiting for him in the station’s revolving restaurant.
Seeing Xu Chunliang approaching, Zhao Xiaohui wanted to stand up, but Xu Chunliang gestured for her to stay seated. Zhao Xiaohui’s leg hadn’t fully recovered yet, and there was a crutch beside her.
Xu Chunliang sat opposite her and took a mont to look at her: "You’ve recovered well, looking prettier than before."
Zhao Xiaohui smiled, "No need to thank , what would you like to eat? My treat."
Xu Chunliang ordered a few dishes casually. Zhao Xiaohui’s quick recovery from her bone fracture was thanks to the ointnt he sent her.
Zhao Xiaohui didn’t drink; she had prepared a bottle of Wuliangye from the ’80s for Xu Chunliang. These days, rchants were using old bottles to put new wine in all kinds of fancy ways.
Xu Chunliang poured a glass of wine, clinked glasses with her, and asked, "All procedures done?"
Zhao Xiaohui nodded, "I plan to return ho to rest for a while, then go to Ottawa at the beginning of next year." In fact, it was just over a month away, and her condition couldn’t afford much delay.
Xu Chunliang said, "Old Sheng didn’t trouble you, did he?"
Zhao Xiaohui shook her head, biting her lip, "Don’t worry, the money he gave is enough to live abroad."
Xu Chunliang said, "Let know if you need money."
Zhao Xiaohui pursed her lips, hesitating for a mont but then mustered the courage to say, "Chunliang, do you think I’m a particularly materialistic woman? Willing to give up everything for money?"
Xu Chunliang smiled, "I’ve never thought that way. Everyone has the right to choose their own life."
"Why do you help ?"
Xu Chunliang said, "Because I promised you back then."
Tears shimred in Zhao Xiaohui’s eyes: "Chen Jianxin works at Enheng. He betrayed to get ahead..."
Xu Chunliang handed her a tissue, "Sister Xiaohui, you don’t need to say anymore."
Zhao Xiaohui sniffled, "I have to say it. I admit, I got a lot from Sheng Chaohui. I’m not a good woman, and what I’ve beco is entirely my own doing. I don’t bla anyone."
Xu Chunliang said, "Let’s not ntion the past anymore. Change your surroundings and start a new life."
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