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Chapter two hundred and thirteenth war of words(2/2)

"well said."

"That's right, as a doctor, you know how to take X-rays every time you come to see a doctor."

"It costs hundreds to cure a cold. He is really a black-hearted doctor. He only wants to make money from people's hard-earned money. He is simply not human."

"If you only rely on those instruments, what are you doctors doing? Are they useless?"



His angry and sonorous words severely scolded these white coats.

At the same time, he also cleverly exploited the contradiction of the topic that medical treatment is expensive in China, and aroused the anger and dissatisfaction of these patients, and they began to curse.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you have the ability, can you save this child?"

Ye Shirong was so angry that he was shaking all over. Although it was not directed at him, as the leader of the hospital, it was more embarrassing for him than scolding him. In anger, he no longer cared about his identity.

He continued: "If you can't save her, don't harp here. This is the People's Hospital, not the Affiliated Hospital of your Medical University. Don't show off your authority here."
Chapter completed!
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