Looking at the thick red envelope, Li Jingsheng was quite tempted.
After all, money is tight right now.
Just by the thickness, as long as it's not stuffed with tissue paper, there's at least one or two thousand inside.
"Nothing's free in the world, what is it that Dr. Tang wants me to help with?"
Li Jingsheng, being an adult, knows that pies don't fall from the sky.
If you take someone's money, you have to do something for them.
"Uh...um...here's the thing, didn't you see a pulmonary tuberculosis patient yesterday?" Tang Weilin said awkwardly, like a newlywed bride.
Li Jingsheng understood a bit upon hearing this.
The elderly suspecting tuberculosis said he was diagnosed with lung cancer at a big hospital. It seemed like the diagnosis was from a top-tier hospital like the Municipal People's Hospital or Qiaobang Hospital.
It looks like the misdiagnosis probably came from a doctor at the Second Hospital.
