Zhang Haitao clenched his teeth in frustration as he spoke.
"It's not that I refuse to handle it for you, it's that it truly can't be done. Your qualifications fall far too short. Even if I managed to secure it for you, what would the other doctors think? Do you have any idea how many people are in line for this?"
Su Fan shot back immediately.
"You're a senior consultant, aren't you? But is my medical skill any less than yours? As for qualifications, I've been featured in the news twice consecutively. Isn't that reason enough for you to convince them? Now tell me, among those doctors waiting in line, which one is more famous or more skilled than me?"
"Whoever disagrees, let him come to me. I'll handle it myself."
"You, you..."
Zhang Haitao was at a loss for words.
"Director Zhang, let me show you something."
As he said this, Su Fan passed his phone over.
What appeared on the screen was a photo.
Zhang Haitao fiercely going at it with Wu Miao
"You..."
