This Doctor Is Too Wealthy-Chapter 733 - 578 Big brother, you need to keep going_2

To turn this situation around now, he could only defeat Du Heng head-on. Only with factual evidence will I have grounds to voice my condemnation, he thought. Otherwise, it's just like now: I have no proof, while Du Heng has over a hundred videos of treating patients online. I'm simply no match for him.

His gaze grew even more determined. He stood up and walked towards the door; he needed to expedite this matter. Given the current public sentiment, the longer this dragged on, the more Du Heng seemed to benefit.

Meanwhile, his junior in the Capital also revealed a faint smile as he looked at the news on his mobile phone.

After watching all the video content, the junior let out a long sigh. He glanced at Zhang Dewen, who was reading in the room, and whispered, "Guan, you have to do your best."

Then, wiping the smile from his face, he walked over to Zhang Dewen and said quietly, "Teacher, it's time for us to leave."

Zhang Dewen hummed in acknowledgment. He gently closed the book in his hand, placed it on the table before him, and smoothed the bent corner of the cover.

"How is Guan's matter progressing?" Zhang Dewen asked as he stood up, adjusting his attire while walking.

The junior carefully helped Zhang Dewen tidy his clothes and said softly, "He hasn't called back yet. His girlfriend is giving him a hard time; it shouldn't be anything serious."

Zhang Dewen walked to the mirror and carefully examined his reflection. Seeing nothing amiss, he turned and headed out the door. "He's already thirty and still not thinking about marriage. I think it's good that his girlfriend is making a bit of a fuss. If he doesn't start a family, he'll always be like a child—immature and overly boisterous. Once he settles down and gets married, his mind will settle too."

The junior chuckled in agreement, picked up Zhang Dewen's belongings, and followed him out. "Guan would definitely be touched if he knew you cared so much about him, Teacher."

"Heh." Zhang Dewen chuckled softly. "That brat is smart and quick to understand, but he's just too arrogant. Forget being touched; I'd be happy if he'd just listen to a few more of my words."

Behind him, the junior's eyes flickered, but he didn't voice any further agreement with Zhang Dewen.

After a few more steps, Zhang Dewen suddenly said, "Call him later. Tell him to hurry back as soon as he's done. There's a gastrointestinal seminar tomorrow, and nationally renowned experts will be attending. I'll take him with me; I don't want him to miss it."

"Alright, I'll call him later." But at this moment, the junior's eyes were no longer gentle; they were even a little cold.

After seeing Zhang Dewen into the conference room, the junior glanced enviously at the long table behind the door.

If Guan Bo hadn't left today, given the meeting's agenda, he would have certainly accompanied Zhang Dewen inside, attending to him while also being present to observe. But watching Zhang Dewen's retreating figure, the Teacher hadn't mentioned a word about him, the junior, joining.

The junior suddenly smiled. In that instant, he understood. Even with Guan Bo absent, he himself would never be on Zhang Dewen's list of alternatives.

However, a ringing phone interrupted his musings, preventing him from dwelling further in self-pity.

"Hello, Professor Lan… I'm sorry, Teacher just went into the conference room… Alright, I'll remind Teacher to contact you when he comes out… Not at all, it's no trouble. Goodbye, Professor Lan."

The moment he hung up, the junior's eyes cleared again, and a smile touched the corners of his lips. After a moment's thought, he picked up his phone once more, pulled up the news he had been reading earlier, and as he watched the netizen interactions below, his smile grew even more genuine.

But while he was laughing happily, Guan Bo, the person at the center of it all, was anything but.

「In the Vice Dean's office at Luqi Hospital」

"You damned fool! Do you even have a brain? You're thirty years old! Is your head stuffed with shit? The Guan family is full of the sharpest, most astute people; how could they have produced an idiot like you?"

Tang Yinglong roared, his furious voice echoing continuously in the spacious office, even causing the water in the cup on his desk to tremble slightly.

Guan Bo glared at the Vice Dean before him, his eyes showing no trace of subservience but instead burning with anger. "Uncle, I came to you for help, not to be berated!"

Tang Yinglong looked coldly at Guan Bo. "For all these years, you've always said you wanted to rely on your own abilities to carve out a niche for yourself in the hospital. You never called me 'Uncle' here, nor did you ever act particularly close to me. How could someone with so much backbone come asking me for help today? Where's your arrogance now?"

Guan Bo paid little heed to Tang Yinglong's sarcasm. He simply met Tang Yinglong's cold gaze with his own and asked, "Just tell me, are you going to help or not?"

Looking at Guan Bo's arrogant demeanor, Tang Yinglong trembled with anger. "Help? How can I possibly help you?"

He angrily jabbed a finger at his computer screen. "Look at this mess you've made! Things haven't even properly started, and you're already utterly defeated and at a disadvantage. It's one thing for you to fall behind, but you've actually allowed your opponent to gain ground steadily! I really want to know, how did you manage to be so 'brilliant'?"

Hearing Tang Yinglong's sarcasm again, Guan Bo couldn't stand it any longer. He turned on his heel and started to leave, quite decisively.

This action, however, infuriated Tang Yinglong so much his vision nearly blacked out. He roared, "Get back here!"

Guan Bo, startled by the shout, stopped and looked back at Tang Yinglong. "You're not going to help me, so why should I come back? To listen to you yell at me more?"

"You messed up, you're asking for help, and you can't even stand to be criticized a little?" Tang Yinglong felt utterly exasperated with Guan Bo.

When Guan Bo heard the slight softening in Tang Yinglong's tone, he didn't stubbornly refuse to return.

He had readily agreed to his junior's request partly because his status as a student of a National Medical Master gave him immense confidence. But another key reason was holding Tang Yinglong as an ace up his sleeve. His 'home-field advantage' at Luqi wasn't just because he was a doctor there; it was because of Tang Yinglong.

Having vented his anger, Tang Yinglong stopped berating Guan Bo and started thinking about how to resolve the current predicament.

"You've really picked quite the opponent," Tang Yinglong said, frowning as he gave Guan Bo a long, hard look. "I just had someone look into this Du Heng. The information I received is far more comprehensive than what's available online."

Guan Bo's brow furrowed. "Is he really as incredible as the internet makes him out to be?"

"My contact confirmed it: everything in Du Heng's short videos is real." As he spoke, Tang Yinglong's anger flared up again. "I honestly don't know what you were thinking! Du Heng is the Dean of the local Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital! Do you really believe their local health supervision unit would just let him post false information so casually? Do you take these regulatory units for mere decorations? Where is your brain? I truly don't understand what goes on in your head."

Tang Yinglong finished and looked at Guan Bo again. "My contact also told me that this Du Heng is exceptionally skilled professionally, has excellent relationships with superiors and subordinates alike in his local area, and is even rumored to have some incredibly powerful connections."

Guan Bo's eyes flashed. "So what if his connections reach the heavens? What I'm challenging are his medical skills!"

Tang Yinglong looked at Guan Bo with exasperation, sighed, and said, "I'm telling you all this to make it clear: we can't use connections to make Du Heng back down. If you hadn't posted those videos online, if it had just been footage from a bystander, we might have been able to use connections to mediate a settlement. But that's impossible now. Du Heng is already a public figure, and he represents the interests of many people. His reputation cannot afford to be tarnished. Even if Du Heng himself were willing to reconcile, the people backing him wouldn't agree. If we want to reconcile, we'll have to pay a hefty price."

Guan Bo retorted unhappily, "Why should *we* be the ones to reconcile? You think I'm actually going to lose to him?"

Hearing this, Tang Yinglong felt a deep sense of disappointment in Guan Bo.

He hasn't understood a single thing I've said.

"Bo," Tang Yinglong said, "after all this, don't you understand? Regardless of who wins or loses in the end, you've actually already lost."