"I don't understand, and I can't figure it out.

What did Dr. Tang Qi do wrong?

Why are you doing this against him?

When he was in the hospital, he worked overtime because he had not yet passed the probationary period, and he had no overtime pay at all, and he was also hardworking.

He had only been in the hospital for a few months before a pennant filled an office......"

The old man seemed very excited, and his big hands kept patting the table.

"What we need is such a good doctor, but what do you say, say that he is fake, that he is practicing medicine illegally.

What is illegal medical practice?

You go and ask these medical staff who are present, you go and ask Miss Milai, ask the baby in the mother's arms, ask the patients and family members who are standing at the door and come from thousands of miles just to cheer up Dr. Tang Qi......

What kind of doctor is Dr. Tang Qi, if such a doctor is also questioned and slandered.

In the future, who will dare to be a doctor?

You want me to prove that Dr. Tang Qi is fake, I tell you, it's impossible!

Because ......"

Wang Ning took a deep breath and swept his gaze over Pei Yunqing, who was not far away.

"In my eyes, he is the most competent doctor!"

Wang Ning's words moved all the patients and their families, as well as the medical staff of the hospital.

Many reporters present also showed deep thought, obviously very touched.

In the dock, Pei Yun pursed his lips lightly, trying to control his emotions.

Wang Ning's performance was completely unexpected, listening to the heartfelt words of this doctor who has been working on the front line for many years, she was moved, self-blamed, and a little guilty.

The prosecution's lawyer coughed lightly.

"Well, I have a few more questions for you. How many days a week did Dr. Tang Qi work at that time? ”

"Three days a week, on weekends."

"Is it three days in a row, or the next day?"

"The next day."

"In other words, Dr. Tang Qi will be in the hospital every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, right?"

"Basically, yes."

"Good!"

The prosecution lawyer turned back to his desk, took a thick stack of materials from his assistant's bag, and handed them to the judge.

"This is the last piece of evidence I have to submit!"

took the document he sent over and flipped through it, and the judge couldn't help frowning and glancing at Pei Yunqing.

Everyone is aware of the importance of this piece of evidence.

The people who were already a little relaxed, thinking that Pei Yunqing was not in danger, also turned their eyes solemn.

Tang Mo's eyes narrowed, the expression on his face seemed calm, but the hands that were originally on his knees had unconsciously tightened his fingers, showing the nervous mood of the man at the moment.

Fang Riddle, who was sitting beside him, was originally lazily leaning on the back of the chair, and his back was also tensed and straightened up little by little.

In the dock, Pei Yunqing was also aware of the change in things, and he became more and more cautious in his heart.

At this time, the prosecution lawyer and the judge had finished exchanging ideas, turned in her direction, and walked towards her with the pile of documents in his hand.

Pei Yun took a breath softly, ready to respond cautiously.

Lawyer Bai, who was sitting on the defense bench, also sat up straight nervously, ready to deal with the other party's attack at any time.

Finally, the prosecution's lawyer spoke.

"Excuse me, defendant, do you have a red sports car?"

Pei Yunqing's eyebrows jumped slightly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Yes!"

"Is this the one?"

The prosecution's lawyer took out a photo from the top of the file and turned in her direction.