When Qingfeng, who was carrying Xue Lin, arrived at the hospital, he found that there were a lot of people there already, forming an extremely long queue in front of him.
There were two places in Huaxia which would always have a lot of people queuing up. One was the train station and the other was the hospital.
Taking a look at Xue Lin's pale complexion, Qingfeng eyes filled with regret. He looked up and saw that if he lined up, it would take at least a few hours. He could wait, but Xue Lin couldn't.
Just then, a young man dressed in a suit went straight to the office of a doctor wearing glasses to the side.
The doctor with glasses was a middle-aged, about 50 years old, pale-faced, balding man. He was the director of general medicine and was an expert in treating patients.
After seeing the young man, a smile covered the doctor's face and he asked, "Young master Liu, why are you here?"