"So, the requirement for being discharged is that the director needs to repay the one hundred billion he owes you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xuejing's face changed dramatically. She hurriedly wanted to pull Mu Rufeng inside, but after thinking about it, she just stood there without moving.
She never expected that Mu Rufeng would be so bold as to ask such a question.
"Kid, what do you mean by this? Do you want me to get discharged?" Tang Zonghu put down the newspaper in his hand and also removed his reading glasses to look at Mu Rufeng.
At that moment, Mu Rufeng felt an extremely terrifying aura, an irresistible aura.
Mu Rufeng, remaining unflustered, said, "That's right. My job is to cure more patients, and Mr. Tang, you have no symptoms. I think you can be discharged."
"Heh, I never thought humans could be this gutsy. Do you perhaps think, because you are a God Realm Martial Artist, you can be reckless in front of me?"
Tang Zonghu, who sat in the chair, slowly stood up.
