The recording played the conversation between Qie Wang and Li Zhiwei in the latter's office at the hospital.
Ye Tianxin had specially recorded the conversation that day, thinking that it might be useful later on.
Li Bai was shocked and turned to look at Ye Tianxin.
"Do you think that I will believe you based on this recording? This recording might be fake, for all I know. You are insulting my intelligence with this little trick."
Ye Tianxin's lips curled into a smile. Her eyes were twinkling. Her smile was as bright as the sun.
"You really don't believe this? Maybe you are subconsciously starting to think that this may be true."
Li Bai was thinking to himself. Some people had told him that the women in the capital were vicious. It seemed that they were right.
Li QIngcang tore a piece of paper from his notebook, wrote something on it, he handed it to Li Bai.
"This is our emergency hotline. You are welcome to call us anytime."