He looked nothing like a patient.
Where is there a patient who is so demanding and domineering?
Li Beijue was yelled at by her, first stunned, a little taken aback. Quickly, he regained his composure, his temples thumping, falcon-like eyes squinting, just about to teach this clueless woman a lesson.
At this time.
Huo Yi, who had sent the doctor out earlier, returned and ran right into his fiery gaze, inwardly lighting a candle for himself, and said boldly, "Master Jue, many journalists have come outside."
"Journalists? Why are there journalists?" Chi Enen was puzzled.
Huo Yi explained with a headache, "It should be because a member of the medical staff has leaked the news of Master Jue's injury, attracting a bunch of journalists."
Journalists coming isn't a big deal; security can keep them outside.
But a hospital is not a hotel; no matter how rich Li Beijue is, he can't book the entire place.
The trouble is that other people can't be barred from being treated.
