Lu Shengqing suppressed his anger and still tried to speak as gently as possible, "Likewise, I couldn't possibly use these underhanded tactics against you. I've never been one to plot against others—you can rest assured of that."
"I'll deal with Yao Guang. I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter. I apologize to you again—I had good intentions, but they backfired and frightened you, didn't they?"
Qiao Yin's gaze was cold, and her tone was particularly distant, "This afternoon, a number of people caused a disturbance at my hospital, calling me a quack and claiming I killed someone. I don't know if these troublemakers have anything to do with you and your assistant, but I've already called the police. I believe the police should be able to find out who incited them to slander me."
"There was such an incident?"
