The medical staff at the psychiatric hospital were all filled with anger upon hearing Fan Yecheng's words.
If they were to comply with Fan Yecheng's demands, their psychiatric hospital's surgery department would likely be unable to hold its head up in Jiangcheng in the future.
Chen Fan sneered, "Apologize to you? Do you think you're worthy?"
Fan Yecheng's face instantly darkened. "Director Chen, it seems you've made up your mind. I hope you don't regret it. I guarantee your psychiatric hospital will not be promoted to a comprehensive Sixth Hospital."
"You won't have that chance," Chen Fan replied calmly.
"Heh heh, Director Chen, you probably don't know how much resistance our hospital can pose to your psychiatric hospital's restructuring if we object. By then, even Luo Yongtang will have to beg us for leniency. What are you, a director of surgery at a psychiatric hospital, worth to say I don't have a chance?" Fan Yecheng said with disdain.
Chen Fan's lips curved upwards as he asked, "Director Fan, let me ask you a question. Does instigating someone to commit a crime constitute breaking the law?"
Fan Yecheng's expression stiffened, as if sensing something. "Director Chen, what do you mean? I don't know if instigation is a crime, but I do know that defamation can land you in jail!"
"Is that so? I happen to have some evidence, along with that kid's testimony from yesterday. I think we can remove a few more pests from Jiangcheng's medical community."
Seeing Chen Fan's confident demeanor, a cold sweat broke out on Fan Yecheng's forehead.
He was racking his brain, trying to recall any potential loopholes in his evidence.
"Oh, Director Fan, are you nervous?" Chen Fan, naturally noticing the cold sweat on Fan Yecheng's forehead, questioned him with a mocking tone.
"Nonsense! I'm just feeling a bit hot," Fan Yecheng retorted, wiping the sweat from his brow.
Fan Yecheng's emotions also calmed down at this point. In his opinion, Chen Fan must be bluffing.
He had already recalled the entire process and was certain that Chen Fan couldn't have obtained any evidence.
With this realization, Fan Yecheng took a couple of steps forward playfully and whispered into Chen Fan's ear, "Kid, don't try to bluff me, it's useless. I don't believe you have any evidence."
Chen Fan smiled faintly. "Director Fan, haven't you noticed that someone is missing from the team you brought today?"
Chen Fan's words made Fan Yecheng's expression falter. He turned to look at the people behind him.
Apart from Zhang Yong, whom Chen Fan had already sent away, he checked the headcount and indeed, one person was missing. Scanning the crowd, Fan Yecheng suddenly remembered that he couldn't get through to Qi Guang when he contacted him this morning.
"Qi Guang?!"
"Where is he?!" Fan Yecheng suddenly turned to Chen Fan and asked.
"Judging by the time, he should have arrived at the police station by now and is actively confessing to all the crimes."
"Boom!"
Chen Fan's words struck Fan Yecheng like lightning, leaving him stunned on the spot.
Seeing this, Chen Fan's face broke into a smile. He reached out and patted Fan Yecheng's shoulder. "Director Fan, I told you, you won't have this chance. You didn't believe me then, do you believe me now?"
"This, this is impossible! How, how could he be at the police station?!" Fan Yecheng was incredulous.
"When he left the hospital yesterday, a friend of mine invited him for tea and a chat. He confessed to everything he had done," Chen Fan said with a shrug, looking relaxed.
Fan Yecheng's eyes widened. "You, you're despicable! Using such low-down tactics!"
No wonder he couldn't get through to Qi Guang this morning. He had initially thought Qi Guang was just sleeping in after a late night, but who knew that Qi Guang had actually been controlled by Chen Fan!
The relaxed and mocking expression on Chen Fan's face vanished, replaced by a stern one. "I'm despicable? Low-down? Director Fan, don't you feel ashamed when you use those words?!"
"Just to save face, to allow these injured patients to enter your hospital, for you to make money, you would go as far as bribing the patients' families to poison the patients! Do you think you're still worthy of the white coat you're wearing?!"
"Whoosh!"
Everyone present was stunned, their gazes turning towards the grim-faced Fan Yecheng.
They hadn't expected that the poisoning incident at the psychiatric hospital last night was orchestrated by this director of surgery from the Third Hospital! Such news was simply horrifying.
Noticing the strange looks from those around him, Fan Yecheng panicked. He pointed at Chen Fan and shouted, "You, don't spout nonsense here. Chen Fan, believe it or not, I'll report you as soon as I get back!"
"Report me? You won't have that chance." Just then, a group of men in uniform walked in from outside.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the entrance by the voice.
"Hiss!"
When they saw the men at the door, everyone gasped.
Who could not understand what these men in uniform were here to do?
Seeing them enter the ward, Fan Yecheng completely panicked and quickly explained, "These, these matters have nothing to do with me, really nothing to do with me!"
Unfortunately, no one would believe Fan Yecheng's panicked words.
Cold handcuffs were placed on Fan Yecheng's wrists, and several men escorted the disheveled Fan Yecheng out of the ward.
Fan Yecheng, who had been arrogant and overbearing moments ago, now wore a look of utter defeat. He knew in his heart that his life was completely ruined.
"What are you still doing here? Do you plan to stay for dinner?" Zhao Qianqian looked at the stunned medical staff who were watching their director being arrested and said mockingly.
At this moment, the medical staff who had been so proud earlier wished they could disappear into a hole.
They had come today intending to act like lords and humiliate the surgeons at the psychiatric hospital, but they never expected to be the ones who lost face.
Without any intention of staying, they all left the psychiatric hospital with their heads hanging low.
Seeing these people from the Third Hospital leave, the medical staff from the psychiatric hospital cheered as if they had won a victory.
"Alright, get back to work," Chen Fan waved his hand.
Then, the medical staff standing by the ward and outside dispersed, chatting amongst themselves. However, their excited expressions were evident.
After all, this proved that their psychiatric hospital's surgery department was not inferior to the Third Hospital's, and could even make the Third Hospital envious!
This was a beacon of hope for all the surgical medical staff at the Third Hospital.
Panlong Mountain.
Song Wenting held a breakfast tray and knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Upon hearing the voice from inside, Song Wenting respectfully walked in and placed the breakfast on the dining table.
The masked man, wearing a bathrobe, slowly sat down at the table. Seeing that Song Wenting had no intention of leaving, he asked, "Is there anything else?"
Song Wenting quickly replied, "Godfather, I just received news that Chen Fan is going to Kyoto."
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in the masked man's eyes.