Half an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao reappeared at Mo's Clinic.
"Divine Doctor, good day!" The staff at Mo's Clinic greeted Zhang Xiaohao respectfully as they saw him.
Sweat!
Zhang Xiaohao inwardly broke out in a cold sweat, touched his nose, and said with a wry smile, "Don't call me Divine Doctor, just call me Zhang Xiaohao!"
"Divine Doctor, this is a specific order from Divine Doctor Mo himself. Anyone who dares to defy it will be fired! Please don't make it difficult for us, okay?"
"..." Zhang Xiaohao was instantly speechless and, touching his nose again with a wry smile, thought that if they had gone to this extent, what could he say? Did he really want to see them lose their jobs?
He was quite dissatisfied with this setup that Old Mo had engineered.
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao turned and headed toward the ward where Zhang Jing had stayed last time.
