The elderly man wearing a Zhongshan suit glanced at them and slightly frowned.
Doctor Zhu saw his frown and laughed maniacally in excitement.
"Now you know how to frown? Soon, there will be something that will make you frown even more."
Previously, the elderly man was always expressionless, which made Doctor Zhu think that he had a face paralysis.
Now, Doctor Zhu knew he didn’t have a face paralysis.
That’s why he laughed maniacally out of excitement.
To him, this was only the beginning.
Soon, his situation would become even more miserable, because he was truly angry.
Hearing such a crazy rant, the elderly man looked at him gently and said indifferently, "Kneel down and apologize to me now, and I’ll consider leniency."
Doctor Zhu paused for a second, then laughed loudly, "Leniency? Who do you think you are? By the way, you should take some time to go to the hospital and check your brain; you have a typical case of delusions."
Upon hearing such disdainful ridicule, he didn’t care, instead coldly looked at the security guards and said, "If he insists on courting death, I hope you won’t end up like him. Otherwise, your fate will be much worse."
"What’s this? Can’t threaten Doctor Zhu, now trying to threaten us?"
"Exactly, do you think we are made of mud?"
When they heard the cold words, they mocked him with full disdain.
They thought this guy was just talking nonsense with them.
That their own fate would be worse...
Is that possible?
...
"Good words are hard to persuade ghosts looking to die!"
With a gentle sigh, the elderly man regretfully took his phone out of his pocket.
Seeing him pull out his phone to make a call, the security guards approached Doctor Zhu quickly, "Doctor Zhu, should we detain him now?"
They knew that if he succeeded in making a call for reinforcements, things could become more troublesome.
So they prepared to restrain him directly...
Upon hearing the suggestion, Doctor Zhu glanced at the elderly man and waved calmly, "No need to rush, I want to see who he plans to call now."
Doctor Zhu felt confident in his control over the situation, so he wasn’t in a hurry, wanting to see what kind of reinforcements he could bring.
"Alright..."
Although they felt this could lead to more trouble later, they didn’t say anything else because all decisions were in Doctor Zhu’s hands.
...
"Xiaobei, how did things turn into this?"
Upon hearing Feng Junjun’s hesitant inquiry, Hu Xiaobei waved lightly and said, "Don’t worry, everything is under control."
Feeling Hu Xiaobei’s composure, Feng Junjun sighed and hoarsely asked, "Xiaobei, tell me honestly, is my mom really pretending to be sick?"
After pondering for a second, Hu Xiaobei responded silently, "Junjun, even if I don’t answer, you probably already know the answer, right?"
Feng Junjun remained silent...
To be honest, she had felt something was off from the beginning.
Now, connecting everything together, she really came to a realization.
However, she was somewhat unwilling to believe it.
Seeing Feng Junjun’s silence, Hu Xiaobei didn’t say anything further.
Hu Xiaobei knew that sometimes it’s better to let her figure it out on her own.
...
At this moment, the Dean’s office in the hospital was in chaos.
Rewind time a little...
Previously, the Dean had called two deputy deans for the upcoming visit from Professor Li.
These two deputy deans were his right and left hand, people he trusted greatly.

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