"Crawl out of here!"
Lin Tian's stern rebuke echoed through the medical hall.
But Xian Jingzheng was still in shock.
He stared blankly at the little boy, not paying any attention to Lin Tian, and repeatedly muttered to himself, "How is this possible? His congenital brain damage was incurable. I only prescribed medicine to prolong his life… And now he's all better!"
What, just to prolong his life, you yourself have no cure?
And now that the little divine doctor has treated him, he's all better!
A group of people listened to Xian Jingzheng's words and looked at him differently.
The truly fraudulent doctor here was Xian Jingzheng!
He confessed without anyone asking.
However,
The middle-aged woman had no interest in pondering Xian Jingzheng's words; grasping his hand excitedly, she asked loudly, "Doctor Xian, are you saying my son is all better?"
"All better, all better… How is this possible?"
Xian Jingzheng's face showed confusion, his eyes lost, as he responded repeatedly.
