Mo Xueheng was quite reliable in handling matters; he had pulled up all the medical records from Pei Tang's birth to the present at their hospital.
And unexpectedly, Yan Yi didn't mind the trouble and carefully went through them one by one.
Seeing him read so attentively, Mo Xueheng couldn't help but be curious, "Whose kid is this?"
Without looking up, Yan Yi said, "If you feel like you have too much free time, I can suggest to my uncle that he increase your clinic shifts by two every week."
Mo Xueheng was so shocked he almost jumped up.
Hurriedly tucking away his curiosity, he picked up the medical chart from the desk and, leaving the words "I'm going to make rounds, take your time" behind, he decisively made his exit.
If his schedule got any busier, he might as well just go meet the King of Hell.
...
Pei Tang's physical condition was relatively good, and he didn't frequent the hospital often.
