บท 1420: Insult, trampling, and kindness

30 minutes ago.

In another large conference room, Qin Tianming sat by the window, his expression uncertain.

The Qin family's direct descendants sat around them. They seemed to be wearing masks on their faces and were completely expressionless. Qin Tang sat at the entrance. He was a little nervous and seemed particularly lively in the crowd.

The doctors from the he yang hospital who were related to Qin Lu’s treatment were sitting on the other side. They were discussing something in a low voice, whispering to each other, and looking up at Qin Tang from time to time.

Needless to say, Qin Tang understood what they were trying to say.

Was a young doctor from a public hospital in the capital trustworthy? Qin Tang's ears were already calloused from the grinding, but he pretended not to see or hear anything.

Ronosuke Lichuan sat next to Qin Tianming with an arrogant look on his face.

But the old Butler was not there.