"I'm not buying a Maybach anymore."
"What's wrong?"
"It's too expensive," Zhao Wenjie said. "Driving a Tesla with millions in the bank account feels more comfortable than driving a Maybach with only one million in savings."
"...Do you know how much I have in savings?" Mr. Gu decided to cheer the patient up another notch.
"How much?"
"800."
Zhao Wenjie was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, careful not to hurt the other's feelings and health, "It's okay, Mr. Gu, as long as you win over Doctor Su, your mother-in-law is wealthy."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Mr. Gu quickly said.
Mrs. Jing was still there!
Zhuang Jing just gave a slight smile and instructed the head nurse of ward 101, "Arrange his discharge. He should come back for follow-up visits monthly, and don't stop the medication for now."
"Okay."
"Congratulations, Comrade Zhao!" Mr. Gu cheerfully said.
