Xu Xiangbei hurriedly reached out to help the middle-aged man up and said, "Don't kneel to me, it shortens my lifespan, and I'll have to give you a red envelope."
The middle-aged man looked at Xu Xiangbei speechlessly.
A red envelope?
It's not like it's New Year's when younger people kneel to their elders, why give a red envelope?
"Miracle doctor, can you give me your phone number so I can contact you if needed?" The middle-aged man crumpled the prescription from Director Tang and threw it in the trash, smiling warmly at Xu Xiangbei.
Xu Xiangbei hesitated for a moment and gave the middle-aged man his phone number.
The middle-aged man left excitedly.
In the consultation room, the atmosphere became awkward.
Tang Hao and Director Tang both looked angry and said nothing.
Three games, best of two out of three, no doubt, Xu Xiangbei won the competition.
