<strong>Chapter 496: Four hundred and ny-five, so what?</strong>


    “We’ll go to the restaurant downstairs,” Song Yan Ning said, disliking the air of the ce where she lived and the people she disliked.


    “Okay,” Han Zaiye nodded indifferently. He was only there to see what kind of person Song Yan Ning was, where they spoke made no difference to him.


    Song Yan Ning and her twopanions arrived at the restaurant downstairs and sat down at a window seat.


    “The main reason I’m here is to apologize to both of you on behalf of Sheng Mei,” Han Zaiye said, looking earnestly at Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. “Sheng Mei was spoiled by us. Please show mercy and forgive her this time.”


    Song Yan Ning smiled faintly without speaking.


    Seeing that neither Song Yan Ning nor Qin Yushen had responded, Han Zaiye became somewhat displeased. Still, he knew that the two in front of him were not to be trifled with. “You can put forward any demands. As long as I can do it, I will certainly not refuse.” His implication was clear: if he couldn’t do it, he wouldn’t agree.


    “Chairman Han, we have other matters to attend to, so we won’t chat with you any longer,” Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen stood up. There was no need to waste time here on a conversation without sincerity.


    Han Zaiye had not expected Song Yan Ning to be so dismissive, and his anger surged uncontrobly. He threatened in a deep voice, “Doctor Song, you’d better think carefully. This is Korea, not your Huaxia.” The Han Family was Korea’s number one family; he didn’t believe they couldn’t cope with Song Yan Ning.


    Song Yan Ning curled her lips faintly. “So what?” In her eyes, the Han Family was nothing more than ants, expendable at her discretion.


    After speaking, Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen stood up and turned to leave.


    Watching Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen leave, Han Zaiye’s anger boiled over. “If that’s the case, let’s wait and see!”


    Han Shengmeiy on the bed sulking. Hearing the door open, she turned to look, saw Han Zaiye, snorted, and turned her head away, closing her eyes. Thest person she wanted to see was him. She had done nothing wrong, yet he confined her.


    Han Zaiye sat down beside the bed and looked at Han Shengmei. “Are you angry?”


    “Hmph!”


    “I just went to see Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen,” Han Zaiye said leisurely.


    Han Shengmei quickly turned her head to look at Han Zaiye. “What did you go see them for?”


    “We were apologizing to them on your behalf,” Han Zaiye said, his face growing dark as he thought of Song Yan Ning’s attitude.


    “Apologize? Why apologize?” Han Shengmei sat up, not understanding. She hadn’t done anything wrong. It was only right to bravely pursue someone you like. If someone obstructed her path, they should be removed. By not ordering Song Yan Ning’s death, she had already shown great mercy.


    Han Zaiye exined the current situations faced by the family to Han Shengmei. “Do you think these are all just coincidences?”


    “Do you think this is Song Yan Ning’s doing?” Han Shengmei asked with a scoff.


    “It’s not unrted to her,” Han Zaiye affirmed decisively. That was why he was willing to apologize in person, but Song Yan Ning had not shown any face.


    “Song Yan Ning is just a student, the abandoned daughter of the Song Family. Do you really think she’s capable of that? You’re giving her too much credit,” Han Shengmeiughed with disdain.


    “Then who do you think is behind all this?” Han Zaiye felt that Sheng Mei was underestimating Song Yan Ning, who was definitely not so simple. Otherwise, Qin Yushen wouldn’t possibly take an interest in her.


    “Of course, it’s Qin Yushen and his mother,” Han Shengmei stated confidently.


    “Sheng Mei, you’re underestimating Song Yan Ning,” Han Zaiye shook his head.


    “You’re overestimating her,” Han Shengmei said. In her heart, Song Yan Ning was just someone without any real skills, who relied on her appearance to get what she wanted.


    Han Zaiye shook his head helplessly and walked out of the room.


    Hearing the door being locked again, Han Shengmei ran to the door in desperation, pounding on it. “Brother, let me out.”


    “Watch the youngdy closely, no matter what she says or does, do not open the door,” Han Zaiye ordered the servant guarding the door.


    “Yes, young master,” the servant replied respectfully.


    Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen came downstairs and saw Dean Liu and his group already waiting for them.


    Stepping forward, they smiled apologetically at everyone, “Sorry to keep you all waiting.” Today marked the start of the medical conference. Dean Liu had called them the night before to meet downstairs at eight o’clock. They’d arrived ten minutes early, not expecting everyone else to be even earlier.


    “Let’s set off,” Dean Liu said, his smile unconcerned. It wasn’t that Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen werete, but that the others hade down too early. It was Song Yan Ning’s first time at the medical conference, so it was normal for her not to know they would arrive half an hour early.


    Elder Jin red at Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen, then marched off. In his eyes, Song Yan Ning was just there to make up numbers. There were so many famous doctors in the country, but Dean Liu insisted on inviting someone with connections.


    Song Yan Ning smiled indifferently. She didn’t mind Elder Jin’s attitude, who disliked her mainly because of her young age, thinking she was someone without real expertise who relied on connections.


    Once everyone boarded the bus, it slowly started, heading towards the venue of the medical conference.


    Just as the bus left the hotel, a figure darted out quickly.


    The driver, quick to react, mmed on the brakes.


    The figure didn’t stabilize and fell right in front of the bus.


    The driver cursed, opened the door, and got out, seeing a woman in her sixties or seventies lying on the ground.


    “Ouch, it hurts so much…” the olddy moaned in pain on the ground.


    People nearby quickly gathered around.


    “Did it hit someone?”


    “Look at the banner on the bus, ‘Huaxia Medical Team.''”


    “I’ll take a video and post it online, let everyone see how the Huaxia Medical Team hits people.”


    Dean Liu got off the bus, looked at the olddy on the ground, observed her ruddyplexion, and doubted she was injured. “Olddy, give me your hand, and I’ll take your pulse.”


    “It hurts so badly… I’m dying…” The olddy ignored Dean Liu, continually crying out in pain.


    Dean Liu crouched down reluctantly, trying to take the olddy’s pulse, but couldn’t catch her hand. “Olddy, I just want to check on you, I’m a doctor.”


    “I need to go to the hospital… I can’t breathe…” the olddy clutched her chest, crying out in pain.


    “Let me check if you’re injured first, then we can take you to the hospital, okay?” Dean Liu checked the time, getting a bit anxious. If they were dyed entering the venue, they would be automatically disqualified by the organizers.


    “I need to go to the hospital… you bad people… you hit me, don’t you want to take responsibility…”