Song Siwei said, "There's no way around it. Private hospitals are different from public ones; we have to rely on ourselves for survival. Where are you now? Should I come find you?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "It's best if you're at the hospital. I'll be there shortly."

"Alright, alright, I'll wait for you at the hospital entrance."

The two hung up the call, and Ling Zhenfei was still very pleased. Typically, directors are very happy to receive a call from him.

Because as long as Ling Zhenfei shows up, he immediately helps the hospital gain excellent publicity and enhance its reputation.

Ling Zhenfei took a cab to Mingde Hospital and, sure enough, someone came to greet him as soon as he got out of the car.

This person was about forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a scholarly aura, yet beneath his eyes lay a sharp intelligence.

At this age, being the director of Mingde Hospital was enough to show that Song Siwei was no ordinary person.

Ling Zhenfei was very happy and shook hands with Song Siwei.

"Divine Doctor Ling, having you at our hospital truly makes us shine. Please, come inside quickly."

Ling Zhenfei and Song Siwei walked together to the hospital's meeting room, where someone had already prepared tea for Ling Zhenfei. The two sat opposite each other.

Song Siwei, smiling broadly, said, "It's so late. I wonder what brings Mr. Ling to our hospital?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Director Song, I speak my mind, so I won't beat around the bush. You know what happened today in Tangcheng, right?"

Song Siwei smiled slightly awkwardly and said, "I suppose the whole of Tangcheng knows about this, and I, of course, have heard some things, but it's just rumor."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Especially that Tangcheng News. I really don't know how they make black-and-white stories like this. How do these journalists do it?"

Song Siwei said, "There's nothing you can do. That's their job. However they want to write, that's their business."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Indeed, their actions have caused me quite a bit of trouble. Now even Du Zhongming's family wants to sue me."

Song Siwei said, "Mr. Ling, you are no longer who you used to be. Before, people could question your medical arts, but now you are the honorary president of the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Council and the Huaxia Western Medicine Council. No one can question your medical skills anymore."

Ling Zhenfei's heart was startled; he hadn't expected Song Siwei to grasp this key issue so clearly.

Now, Ling Zhenfei is fearless because his medical skills have been acknowledged by everyone. It's impossible to continue claiming online that his skills are fraudulent.

But He Lingxiu is different. She has just entered the public eye. Although taught by Ling Zhenfei, many people still don't recognize her, so there are still doubters.

Ling Zhenfei said, "No one can question my medical skills, but they always find faults to target me. It doesn't matter to me, but He Lingxiu can't afford it; her future is still very bright."

Song Siwei said, "Then Mr. Ling didn't come here in the middle of the night just to complain to me, did you?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Of course not. I need some evidence right now to prove that before He Lingxiu treated Du Zhongming, he was already terminally ill."

Song Siwei said, "If you find this evidence, it will indeed solve many problems. But all of Du Zhongming's treatments were in Tangcheng Hospital and Tangcheng University Hospital. Shouldn't you be looking there?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "That's right. Du Zhongming had his examinations at Tangcheng University Hospital earlier; the evidence there is most crucial. But I went to Tangcheng University Hospital before and returned empty-handed.

The surveillance videos there were deleted, the archives were taken away, and even the computer records were erased."

Song Siwei was stunned and said, "Are you suggesting someone intentionally sabotaged it?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "That's the only conclusion I can draw."

Song Siming asked slightly curiously, "This matter doesn't seem to relate to our Mingde Hospital at all?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I just suddenly received a message that before Du Zhongming went to Tangcheng University Hospital for examination, he first came to Mingde Hospital, and it was Mingde Hospital that recommended him to Tangcheng University Hospital. Only Du Zhongming himself knew about this."

Song Siwei was stunned: "There's such a thing? So, you want to obtain the examination records from here, right?"

Ling Zhenfei nodded and said, "That shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Song Siwei showed a surprised expression and said, "I didn't know about this, but if it's true, I wouldn't mind helping you with this small favor."

Ling Zhenfei was overjoyed and said, "Thank you so much. If there's ever anything you need my help with in the future, I won't hesitate."

Song Siming said, "I don't have anything too major, but I indeed would like Divine Doctor Ling to do me a small favor."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback. Song Siming was indeed clever, knowing that Ling Zhenfei needed this thing and was bargaining with him.

"Just tell me what it is," said Ling Zhenfei, wanting to hear what Song Siwei would ask for.

Song Siwei said, "Actually, it's nothing much. My hospital is a private one, and it's very difficult to advance further relying solely on my own strength. I've heard that wherever you go, the hospital's reputation improves.

My request isn't high. I hope that after this matter, you and Little Miracle Doctor can stay at our hospital for three days."

Ling Zhenfei said, "By rights, your request isn't too high, but you must think it through. We don't know the final impact of today's event. If I become the target of public criticism, coming to your hospital might instead have a negative impact on you."

Song Siwei chuckled and said, "Mr. Ling, I trust you. Even if there are some doubts and attacks because of this matter, your medical skills and reputation are already ample and won't be affected."

Ling Zhenfei nodded and said, "As long as you think it's fine, I have nothing to say. If this matter is indeed resolved, I will honor my promise."

Song Siwei said, "Then follow me. I'll go to the archive room right now to find the records from that time for you."

Ling Zhenfei followed Song Siwei toward the archive room.

Every hospital has an archive room where all patient treatment records are stored. It seems the archive room is very useful now.

Generally, archive rooms are of two types: one is digital archives, stored in computers.

The other is paper archives, like those in Tangcheng University Hospital, where the mystery person first found the paper archives and then destroyed the computer storing archive data.

Mingde Hospital is no different this time; it has both types of archive rooms.

The two archive rooms are pretty much adjacent, separated by just a glass wall.

As it was so late, the archive room had already closed. But when they arrived, they discovered that the archive room door was actually open.

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