Doctor of Rebirth

The dean got the recording, and after confirming that it was correct, he directly contacted the police and Xi Yu'an, and let Meng Meishu read it.

The evidence is overwhelming and irrefutable.

The official investigation results revealed that Wen Yan was framed innocently, and in an instant, the unscrupulous doctor who everyone shouted and beat became a victim. The style of the painting changed, and those who scolded him apologized one after another, as if saying sorry and saying no to those who didn't know Sin can easily turn this matter over.

It seems that they are outside of right and wrong, but they can casually decide the life and death of the parties, honor and disgrace, sorrow and joy, they raise the weapons in their hands, thinking that they are saving all living beings, but in fact all living beings are originally peaceful, and they set the fire.

The hospital compensated Meng Meishu and Gu Qi 50 yuan, and paid Gu Qi’s school fees out of humanitarianism. Wen Yan cleared his innocence, and the hospital paid back the surgery fees, and he could go to work at any time. A month's bonus.

Meng Meishu has no objection to this result, after all, 50 is not a small sum for her.

But Gu Qi couldn't accept the money with peace of mind. It seemed that the result was good. In the end they got the money, and Wen Yan got the redress, but Gu Qi would live in guilt all his life, and he would never forget it. Such a despicable thing, he avenged for his own selfish desires, and hurt a person who really helped him.

[Dean]: The dust has settled. It's all Song Heran's fault. He has mental problems and has already contacted the nursing home. You can come back to work anytime.

[Wen Yan]: Thank you, I made you worry about my business.

[Dean]: It's nothing, it's just that you have been wronged.

[Warm words]: Dean, I want to rest for a while, I will let Ah Chi take my resignation letter to you later.

[Dean]: No, I know you need time to slow down, I will give you a vacation, is one month enough?Two months is fine.

[Wen Yan]: Thank you very much, I will adjust it as soon as possible.

[Dean]: It's okay, you have worked hard in the past two years.

[Warm words]: Thank you.

Xie Cishu was not surprised by this result, and even felt that this result came too late, and it was not enough to relieve the hatred in his heart, but when he thought that Wen Yan could be happier, he felt less dissatisfied.

"Achi, I don't want to go there." Wen Yan said, he didn't want to see Song Heran's face, and he didn't want to see the family who pushed him down and helped him up again.

"Coincidentally, I don't want you to go there either." Xie Cishu said with a smile, "Wait for me at home, and I will cook you braised shrimp when I come back."

"Okay." Wen Yan nodded, he didn't know when it started, the habit of liking to bear everything alone was quietly changed by the letter of thanks.

Xi Yuning got the latest news from Xi Yu'anna, and hurried over to tell Wen Xing that during this time he and Yuan Mercury had been pretending to be confused when Wen Xing and Zhang Keshu had light bulbs, but in fact they were afraid that someone would trouble Wen Xing, and finally the truth came to light.

"I just said that Dr. Wen is such a good person, he must have been wronged." Yuan Mercury looked as I expected.

"I have to go back and have a look." Wen Xing still said worriedly.

"I remember that your next class is Professor Zhang's class. How dare you skip class?" Zhang Keshu asked, "Don't worry, Dr. Wen is also busy now. Now that the truth has been revealed, it won't be long before now."

"Yeah." Wen Xing thought it made sense, "I invite you to eat at home some other day and try my handicrafts."

"You either live in the library or on the way to the laboratory for a year, and you still know how to cook?" Zhang Keshu asked with a smile, "I'm probably not as good at cooking as I am."

"You know how to cook?" Wen Xing looked at Zhang Keshu in surprise, "Sorry, sorry."

"Compare another day."

"Okay."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the matter was over, but after this incident, I am afraid that no one knows what it means to be fearful than the person involved.

When Xie Cishu arrived at the hospital, Song Heran was about to be taken away, and kept yelling to see Wen Yan.

"You don't deserve to see him anymore." Xie Cishu said coldly, "I don't want to see you, and I don't want him to see you."

"You must be obstructing it, I want to see Wen Yan." Song Heran shouted, he still didn't know where he was wrong, "I want to see Wen Yan."

Xie Cishu sneered and ignored him, and when they passed by, Song Heran changed his attitude and immediately knelt down to Xie Cishu.

"Xie Cishu, I beg you, give me Wen Yan, okay?" Song Heran knelt on the ground and begged, "As long as you give him to me, I can give you anything."

"Song Heran, you are very pitiful, but you really don't deserve sympathy." Xie Cishu said, he really couldn't feel any compassion for Song Heran, "It's all your fault."

"Where's Wen Yan?" Song Heran's eyes were full of madness, "Let me see him again, okay? Just one time, I beg you."

"No." Xie Cishu refused mercilessly, "You should stay in the nursing home for the rest of your life, and I will make arrangements for you."

"Thank you Cici, you..." Song Heran glared at him, which turned into begging, "I want to see Wen Yan, if he doesn't want to see me, stay away, let me take a look at him, just one look."

"Don't think about it, in this life, you will never have the chance to see him." Xie Cishu said, looking at Song Heran's pain and despair, he still felt that it was not enough.

"Xie Cishu, Mr. Xie, photos, photos are also fine, I beg you, give me a photo of him." Song Heran tried to hug Xie Cishu's leg, but Xie Cishu dodged it.

"That's it." Xie Cishu turned and left, "Taste this despair slowly."

"Don't...please, I want to see him..."

Song Heran was forcibly taken away, shouting all the way, but couldn't get any eyes.

Xie Cishu would not deliberately make trouble for him, and would even make people look at him well, wishing him a long life, despair alone would be enough for Song Heran to endure for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Xie, Wen Yan wants to resign, do you know that?" the dean said carefully, "I didn't agree, I gave him a vacation."

"Yeah." Xie Cishu nodded, "I'll make arrangements outside. As for the hospital, I hope that when Wen Yan comes back to work, no one will raise this matter again."

"Understood, understood." The dean nodded hurriedly, even if he didn't mention Xie Ci, he would mention something.

Xie Ci no longer hides Wen Yan's cell phone. Wen Yan leans on the sofa and flicks through the cell phone openly, seeing that the articles that have scolded him have been deleted. As for those who scolded him, some pretend Nothing happened, it was like picking a flower randomly by the side of the road, picking it up, and picking it up, and some people were apologizing, waiting for a gentle and magnanimous saying that it was okay, as if this would clear the two same.