This was Wei Shuyi's second time meeting this man.
"Hello, Brother Wei…"
As soon as Jiaren Wu's voice came from the receiver, Wei Shuyi hung up.
At the same time, he subconsciously switched off his phone.
Dongli Shenghua looked up and saw the man standing at the door.
Wei Shuyi, who was wearing a smoky gray shirt, stood tall and straight; he was almost parallel to the door frame. He held his phone in one hand, and his other hand was in his pocket. On his handsome and gentle face, a pair of beautiful lips were tightly pursed as he sized up the man in front of him.
Dongli Shenghua nodded at him and said, "Mr. Wei, are you free?"
"What do you want?" Wei Shuyi did not like him at all, and it was hard for him to pretend to be friendly with him. He frowned and showed his professionalism as a doctor. He said to Dongli Shenghua, "Is your heart not feeling well? You have to register yourself. I won't treat patients privately."