"Still planning on dismissing me?" Lin Dong looked over at Liao Ming, shrugged, and asked.
Liao Ming's face stung with pain, unable to respond due to being figuratively slapped in the face.
Zhang Meilan, however, was still defiant, saying, "So what if he's one of the province's best doctors? What's so great about that? It doesn't change the fact that you're a pretentious prick."
But no sooner had she spoken than she was interrupted by a woman standing nearby.
"Zhang Meilan, is it possible that Doctor Lin Dong isn't showing off, but actually has a fortune of hundreds of millions?"
As soon as this was said, Zhang Meilan sneered.
"Anyone who says that must be out of their mind. Hundreds of millions, how could he possibly have that much, just being a visiting doctor?"
"Even if he was lucky to be honored as the province's best doctor, it's not like it's worth much, and the bonus isn't much either. Where would he get hundreds of millions from?"
