Patient?
Patients have differences too?
I'm a doctor, a renowned one, known for compassion and healing the world, okay? Any gynecological complications turn over a new leaf under my care. How could there possibly be any differences?
"I'm a doctor, hey, doctors don't distinguish by profession. All patients are the same to me. My duty is to heal them, so how could there be any differences?"
Ye Ling sneered disdainfully. Seriously, he scared the poor girl's heart into thumping wildly—what a fright.
"Doctor? You're nothing but a charlatan. Don't insult this noble and honorable profession," Ning Yushan scoffed coldly. She didn't know why, but seeing Zang Hua and Liu Qiao'er hanging off Ye Ling's shoulders made her blood boil.
Liu Qiao'er and Zang Hua glanced at each other and nodded. "Husband, I think it's okay to discuss what kind of patient we're dealing with," Qiao'er said.
