Hearing Song Feifei's words, the middle-aged nurse and Li couldn't help but glance at each other.
Just like the saying goes, "better lose a friend than myself!"
This whole thing was orchestrated by Vice President Sun Jie and Oncology Director Zhang Hongjie; it has nothing to do with the two of us!
Why should the two of us be scapegoats for you real culprits?
When they realized this, the two nodded in perfect agreement.
The middle-aged nurse shivered and said, "Actually, regarding... your matter, we... we don't know the details, we've just heard some rumors..."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Li, on the side, nodded repeatedly, saying, "How would we, the low-level staff of the hospital, know the specifics?"
"If it weren't for that Immortal Taoist, we wouldn't know that the vice president and the oncology director were conspiring, deliberately diagnosing benign tumor patients as cancer patients..."
Hearing this, Song Feifei's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
