Don't Do Unto Others What You Don't Want Done Unto You

In the middle was green ink. Xiao Yue was smart enough to interpret the pun relating to Lu Mo's name.

People of all identities radiated around the center of the diagram. Some had IV tubes, some had medications, some had imaging tests, and some had syringes.

Xiao Yue looked at Qiao An in surprise and was overjoyed. "Sister, are these people Lu Mo's medical team for breast cancer?"

Qiao An nodded and speculated, "If Lu Mo's illness is fake, these doctors must know the truth. They're all accomplices in helping Lu Mo create lies."

Xiao Yue said excitedly, "Sister Qiao An, you're indeed smart. Originally, I was worried that Lu Mo's lie couldn't be exposed, but with these names, we can find a breakthrough one by one. I don't believe that all the medical staff here are black-hearted angels."

Qiao An looked grim.

Perhaps it was because Huo Xiaoran loved the profession of a doctor, so she respected these white-robed angels very much.