"What do you mean I can't compete? Is it about me personally, or my medical skills?"
The doctor stood right next to Zhang Hao, and a mere glance downward allowed him to see the large thing between Zhang Hao's legs.
So he quickly caught on, then rolled his eyes at Zhang Hao and hurriedly pulled up his own pants, fastening his belt.
"You really are unreasonable. That's not what I was talking about," the doctor said irritably as he walked away.
Zhang Hao also gave his thing a shake, making sure there was nothing extra on it.
"Making such a fuss, what's there to be angry about? It's not like I was showing off with how big I am."
After coming out of the restroom, Zhang Hao saw a few male doctors gathering in small groups.
Everyone was talking about different things, seemingly unrelated, yet there was some kind of connection among them all.
Zhang Hao, once the subject of much admiration, now seemed to stand alone.
