When the young girl's voice faded, the old man lying on the bed hummed cooperatively, and the girl sighed: "Dad, is it hurting again? Sigh, I'll never trust experts anymore, what kind of expert is this? They're such a scam."
"How can you talk like that?" Jiao Meiqin walked in, her face grim as she looked at the girl, "Everyone's constitution is different, how old is your dad, how old is the one in the third bed?"
"My dad is fifty-two, Uncle Wang in the third bed is forty-eight, is there such a big difference?" Seeing her father suffering, the girl was heartbroken and naturally spoke bluntly.
"Is the constitution the same?" Jiao Meiqin snorted coldly, turned and walked out, "It was you who asked Director Huang to be the chief surgeon, now you're complaining left and right, shameful or not?"
"Who are you calling shameless?" The girl angrily rushed out and grabbed Jiao Meiqin, "It's clearly your skills that are lacking, yet you won't allow criticism, are you shameful or not?"
