Gao Sheng snorted coldly, his imposing manner filled with aggression, and he shouted:
"Enough with the nonsense. If you still recognize me as your brother-in-law, then quickly bring out the bastard who injured my son!"
Meng Baobao instinctively glanced towards examination room number eight, lowered her voice, and said with extreme guilt:
"Dr. Chen has been temporarily arranged for overseas training, so he's not... not here for the time being..."
But just then, He Chaochao, who had been hiding in the restroom, saw Meng Baobao. Noticing that the onlookers had been cleared by security, he suddenly rushed out crying.
To salvage his lost dignity from kneeling in public, he ignored that Meng Baobao was speaking with Gao Sheng, who was impeccably dressed, and deliberately raised his voice to play the victim first:
"Doctor Meng, please do something about Chen Xiao! Not only did he violently force me to kneel in public and humiliate me, but he also recklessly took on the case of the critically ill Chairman Song, who could die at any moment! It's one thing if I lose face, but if Chairman Song has any accident, we... we at the Central Hospital will be held responsible! Oh, and he's in examination room number two right now, clearly intending to make me bear the responsibility for Chairman Song's death if he doesn't survive. His intentions are truly sinister!"
"Wh-what?"
Meng Baobao had never taken sides with anyone. Facing the aggressive Gao Sheng was already a headache, and now with He Chaochao added to the mix, her eyes widened, and she was completely flustered.
Gao Sheng, on the other hand, instantly became extremely agitated, his face flushing red. He stared in disbelief at the closed door of examination room number two not far away and exclaimed as if talking to himself:
"Chairman Song is critically ill? And... and the bastard who injured my son dares to take his case? This... this is simply courting death!"
Suppressing the urge to break down the door and confront Chen Xiao immediately, he excitedly grabbed He Chaochao by the collar and sternly questioned:
"Are you telling the truth?"
Facing Gao Sheng, adorned with gold and silver and exuding a powerful aura, He Chaochao dared not show any temper. He quickly and subserviently replied:
"Of course... of course it's true. According to my diagnosis, Chairman Song's condition is extremely severe, with all vital signs rapidly declining. Even if a divine physician descended from heaven, they would be powerless. Based on the time, he must... must have already passed away by now..."
As He Chaochao finished speaking, the closed door of examination room number two suddenly opened from the inside.
Gao Sheng saw Song Xiangyu opening the door, his eyes red and tearful. This further convinced him of He Chaochao's words. He immediately became as excited as if he had been injected with adrenaline. Without a second thought, he squeezed out two tears and rushed forward, crying out:
"Waaah... Chairman Song, I heard that Old Master Song was treated to death by some black-hearted doctor named Chen? Don't be sad yet, I'll avenge Old Master Song right now! Waaah..."
As he spoke, without waiting for the unprepared Song Xiangyu to react, Gao Sheng charged into the room like a starving wolf, radiating murderous intent.
He Chaochao, clearly surprised that Gao Sheng was also targeting Chen Xiao, was equally excited, his blood boiling. He eagerly rushed into the room as well.
"This... this... this this this..."
Meng Baobao seemed to already see Chen Xiao's tragic fate. She felt a sudden dizziness and almost lost her footing. Her expression was filled with undisguised fear and regret.
However, to protect Chen Xiao with all her might, she hesitated only for a moment before resolutely following them into examination room number two, secretly resolving that even if she had to spend a lifetime in Juxian Mountain Prison, she would take all the blame for Chen Xiao.
However, when she then saw Song Kaichao, who He Chaochao had described as beyond saving, lying on the mobile stretcher with his eyes open and looking perfectly fine, Meng Baobao froze.
"Gulp—"
He Chaochao instinctively swallowed. He shook his head repeatedly, looking as if he had seen a ghost, and cried out:
"He's alive? No! This is impossible! Unless I misdiagnosed..."
Gao Sheng simultaneously felt the sharp gazes of Song Wanliang and Song Xiangyu on him. He felt a chill down his spine and his heart pounded. Without thinking, he suddenly slapped He Chaochao hard across the face:
"Bastard! Old Master Song is clearly alive and well, why did you curse him to death? What are your intentions?"
As the deputy director of the marketing department of "Jingzhi Design," he was clearly more afraid of the Song family than anyone else. As soon as he spoke, he completely disregarded his image and knelt on the ground. Then, he explained to Song Xiangyu, with whom he had a somewhat personal relationship, with extreme trepidation:
"Chairman Song, please calm your anger. If... if it weren't for this doctor surnamed He speaking nonsense, I... I wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Old Master Song had... had passed away. In the end... in the end, I was just overly concerned..."
Song Xiangyu's beautiful eyes turned cold. She icily interrupted Gao Sheng:
"Enough nonsense. Apologize to Doctor Chen immediately! If it weren't for his miraculous recovery, my father truly would not have made it through."
Before this, Gao Sheng had never met Chen Xiao. However, besides Meng Baobao and He Chaochao, Chen Xiao was the only one wearing a white coat at the scene.
Following Song Xiangyu's implication, Gao Sheng instinctively looked at Chen Xiao, who was engrossed in arranging silver needles as if no one else were present. He was caught in a dilemma, wishing he could slap He Chaochao again.
He had come to the Central Hospital with murderous intent, instigated by his wife, because his son had been severely injured by Chen Xiao. Now, he was about to kneel and apologize the moment he met Chen Xiao. How could he explain this to his wife when he returned?
What frustrated him the most was that Song Yan had already taken over Jingzhi Design, and rumors of massive layoffs were rampant. If he wanted to keep his job at the company, he had no choice but to do everything he could to curry favor with Song Xiangyu.
However, He Chaochao had no such qualms. Although he hated Chen Xiao deeply, he equally hated Gao Sheng, who had slapped him directly. Seeing Gao Sheng kneeling on the ground and refusing to apologize to Chen Xiao, he quickly seized the opportunity and knelt down with a "thump" at Chen Xiao's feet, repeatedly kowtowing:
"Dr. Chen, I... I'm sorry. I... I know I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and spare... spare me this time! I... I promise from now on I will follow your lead. If you want me to be an ox, I'll be an ox. If you want me to be a horse, I'll be a horse..."
Gao Sheng was completely desperate. He frantically scrambled to kowtow to Chen Xiao:
"Doctor Chen, I was truly misled by this bastard surnamed He into thinking you had treated... treated Old Master Song to death. As the saying goes... enemies should be reconciled, not made. If you are willing to forgive me, I... I promise not to pursue the matter of you injuring my son..."
He had already decided. He would kneel. If his wife hit him, she hit him. As long as he could satisfy Song Xiangyu, he would find a thousand ways to teach Chen Xiao a lesson later.
Moreover, he had already made such a grand promise; he didn't believe Chen Xiao wouldn't accept it.
However, before he could finish speaking, Chen Xiao said with a half-smile:
"Can an apology come with conditions?"
Gao Sheng and Gao Fei were father and son, their features, build, and even demeanor were very similar. Chen Xiao could naturally guess Gao Sheng's identity and intentions easily, so he was not polite in his words. As soon as he finished speaking, he added in an even more mocking tone:
"Also, who is your son? I beat up so many idiots every day, if you don't even tell me his name, how would I know if you are even qualified to be forgiven?"