"Sorry." The doctor uttered just these two words. "The young lady didn't say anything. I have other matters to attend to, so I must go."
Zuo Xianyu wasn't sure what her family had done to elicit such a response from medical professionals, even going so far as to mention meet your maker
"Alright, I understand," Zuo Xianyu exhaled slowly. "Thank you."
The call ended, and she rubbed her temples, finding herself devoid of the will to continue working.
From a young age, Zuo Xianyu had been a child of fortune, encountering few obstacles in her path.
Yet, even when she used her family and herself as bargaining chips, she was still rejected by the other party.
Learning from the hospital that the so-called mysterious doctor was quite young, a sense of displeasure involuntarily rose within Zuo Xianyu.
