"Xiaomeng, you're really terrible."
Soon, the sound of an emergency rescue came from next door, "Quick, we need a doctor, Dr. Lu just fainted."
"Are the doctors at Benevolent Hall all so frail?" The onlookers were exchanging puzzled glances.
If the doctors themselves were in poor health, it indicated that their medical skills weren't very good, then how could they treat patients.
Many people had a serious look on their faces.
"Let's just forget it, after all, Benevolent Hall is a new clinic, it seems unreliable."
"For medical treatment, we should look for an established name."
Soon, people started trickling in to Revival Hall.
Zhang Xiaomeng and Jiang Qing glanced at each other and both smiled knowingly.
"It seems Lu Zhou is seriously ill," Zhang Xiaomeng said with a touch of sarcasm.
Jiang Qing snorted haughtily, "He got what he deserved."
Last time, he slandered Jiang Qing just to snatch a share of Revival Hall's ownership, so it was no wonder Jiang Qing hated him.
