Upon seeing what Sun Jiacheng had handed over, Lin Yi and Li Chuhan were indifferent.
They put their hands into the pockets of their white coats and did not move.
"There's no need for these things. The hospital has strict rules. We can't accept these gifts. Take them back," Li Chuhan said.
Sun Jiacheng smiled but had no intention of taking it back.
"Director Li, don't worry. When I came in just now, I looked around outside. No one can hear us. Just accept it."
"You just have to pay the medical fees. The hospital will give us a corresponding bonus. We appreciate your kindness."
Sun Jiacheng frowned and said, "Director Li, this packet here contains 5,000 yuan, and the other contains 3,000 yuan. Don't tell me you think it's too little?"
"This has nothing to do with the amount you provided. No matter what kind of patient we are treating, we will do our best. It's the same even if you didn't give us anything."
