For all the surgeries I've done for their family's cows, I can't not take any money.
It just makes sense to give a little something.
"Uncle Mai, our visit this time is completely free, so you should take your money back, I really can't accept it."
Although Uncle Mai blocked Zhang Lingchuan's hand trying to take the money he stuffed, after all, it's his clothes and pocket. If he really wanted to take it, the other person wouldn't be able to stop him.
It's just like giving a red envelope.
If you don't want to take it, no one can make you.
"Wow—"
"Holy cow, I thought it was just a couple of hundred bucks, but it's a thick stack!"
"I don't know why, but this old man reminds me of the differences between people. Does anyone remember back at Dr. Zhang's hometown, Wei Meihua and Li Guoqing? Seriously, some people give money proactively, and some people, even when you chase them for debts, still drag it out."
