Liu Huimin helped the frail Xu Xingluo to her feet and said in a mocking tone, "Doctor Qiao, if you resent me for forcing you to take in a patient, come at me! Xingluo has asthma and severe depression; she can't handle the stress."
Qiao Xi looked at her, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.
Shu Xue couldn't help but laugh sarcastically on the side, "She's weak, so she must be right? Who was the one desperately making things difficult for our Qiao Xi over a man, even trying to slander our medical staff just a moment ago? If you're so noble, take the patient away!"
She stood protectively near Qiao Xi, indignant, "This is the first time I've seen someone play both judge and executioner, demanding our Qiao Xi to cure her, and also trying to snatch her husband! Is she supposed to be the Virgin Mary, speaking so kindly to you?"
Liu Huimin's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, at a loss for words.
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