"Wow..."
Just as the room door was pushed open, Lin Chen heard the child's crying, heart-wrenching.
In the room, on the sofa, lay a child a little over a year old, crying and twisting his body, his little face flushed, like congestion, it didn't look normal.
An elderly man in his fifties was examining the child, while a beautiful young woman stood beside him, her eyes red as she looked at the child, presumably the child's mother.
Liu Zhenhao was sitting in a chair nearby, his face cold, and there was a hidden anger in his eyes.
Seeing the two enter, Liu Zhenhao stood up: "Dr. Wen, Dr. He is examining him, and when he's done, I'd like you to take a look as well."
Doctor He?
Could this elderly man be the famous doctor He Chenggang, who had a conflict with Wen Yu'an?
Wen Yu'an nodded without speaking.
He originally came today to repay a favor from many years ago, so he would have to endure it even if he felt wronged.
