It was no wonder Zhao Jun was grumbling to himself. The black dog wasn't being the least bit cooperative, and setting the splint was no easy task.
Fortunately, with everyone working together, they just barely managed to secure its injured leg.
"Doctor Qu, how much do I owe you?" Zhao Jun asked, pulling money from his pocket to pay Qu Zanyang for the visit.
"Just give me two—" Qu Zanyang had just started to speak when he was cut off by someone shouting from the outer room, "Zhao Jun! Zhao Jun!"
Hearing that voice, Qu Zanyang instantly swallowed the end of his sentence.
"Brother, in here!" Li Yunxiang, who had been standing at the doorway watching the commotion, heard the voice and hurried out to greet him.
"Director Tao is here!" Qu Zanyang said to Tao Fulun. "Uncle Tao, I'll go take a look."
"What's there to see?" Tao Fulun chuckled. "Didn't you hear him? He's here looking for Zhao Jun. He'll be right over."
