"Hey, hey, hey, hey. My hospital. Hmm, what should I name you? Hmm, not bad, not bad, hahahaha." The weird old man began to talk to himself. He had already started to plan for the hospital. He looked very happy. Zhang Min was relieved. This time, he not only found a doctor, but also solved his physical problem.
"Well, old doctor, now you are my doctor. Is this medicine?" Zhang Yang asked with a slight smile, reminding the weird old man over there who was narcissistic.
"No problem, no problem. You can just go and get it with me." The weird old man nodded his head at once, as if he didn't forget what he said before. However, Zhang Dazhen didn't bother to look into it. He just smiled slightly. This was the first time that he had successfully fought with a person in a language, and also the
