Lin Fan saw off the last patient, stretched lazily, and planned to wrap up today's consultation. These past few days he had been working at this rural clinic, experiencing a doctor's work firsthand. According to Liu Zixing, Old Liu would be returning in a couple of days, and then he wouldn't need to continue.
Looking up, Lin Fan saw the middle-aged man still seated quietly on the bench outside, waiting.
Lin Fan gestured, calling Liu Zixing over.
"You didn't ask him to leave?" Lin Fan asked.
Liu Zixing showed an embarrassed smile: "I struggled for a while but couldn't bear to send him away. I think this uncle is quite nice. Besides, Lin Fan, your medical skill is so good, can't you try to save him?"
Lin Fan wiped sweat away, saying: "Looks like I have to play the bad guy here, alright then, please ask him to come in."
"Sure." Liu Zixing replied happily, hastily heading out.
Soon, the middle-aged uncle followed Liu Zixing inside.
