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Song Li, seeing Qiao Yun not agreeing and actually spacing out, couldn't help but grow anxious and was about to plead again.
Then, he saw a man walking over.
His pupils contracted sharply as he helplessly watched the man approach Qiao Yun and furrowed his brows to ask, "What's wrong? Is this your friend?"
"No," Qiao Yun did not hide it, "He's here to admit his mistakes."
Song Li incredulously looked at Qiao Yun and then at the man before him, certain he was not mistaken.
This man was Qiao Xun.
A very famous medical expert.
He had seen him on TV before.
The stern and indifferent face he had on TV was drastically different from the tender eyes he now possessed.
At this moment, he finally realized that Qiao Yun's background was even more complex than he had imagined.
"Admitting mistakes?" Qiao Xun's brows furrowed deeper, his sharp gaze landing on Song Li, "Did he hassle you?"
Song Li felt his gaze, swallowed nervously, and his legs trembled slightly.
