"That's not necessarily the case," said Dr. Johnson, the sycophant, immediately following up, "Maybe they have gray income. Most of the patients we treat in the emergency department are severely injured, and Dr. Foster is good at wielding the scalpel. A red envelope for each patient, and the day's income would be substantial."
Amelia let out a cool laugh, "I didn't know there were such good things. Listening to Dr. Johnson's words, it seems quite experienced in receiving red envelopes. Why don't we go back to the institute and check all the hidden surveillance cameras to see who gets the most red envelopes?"
Upon hearing this, Dr. Johnson's face turned pale, and he looked back at the two leaders sitting on the sofa with a tense expression. He lowered his voice and said, "Amelia, don't talk nonsense."
Amelia sneered, "When you slander me, it's justified, but when I say something about you, it's nonsense? What kind of logic is that?"
