The girl looked at the tense Doctor Ma and sneered again. "What? Do you think I'm going to hit someone? You're overthinking it. I wouldn't do something so stupid."
She lowered her head and started searching on the table, quickly finding three payment receipts. The girl then held them in front of Doctor Ma and waved them. "See? I'm looking for evidence."
Doctor Ma looked at the swaying payment receipts before him and gave an awkward smile, slowly sitting back in his seat.
Du Heng took the payment receipts and examined them closely. They were indeed from his hospital—the payment receipts for the prescribed medicine.
The girl continued to smirk coldly, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. "Come on, what else do you have to say?"
This time, Du Heng was even more dumbfounded.
The diagnosis was correct, the prescription was correct, the Medicine Ingredients were correct, and the method of taking the medicine was also correct. So what was wrong?
