Old Tang fished out his painkillers from his pocket, his face a picture of helplessness as he said, "What can I say, President Hu, I've been eating these painkillers like they're food, and some have already developed resistance."
Hu Shuwei stared intently for a moment, then left with a limp without uttering another word.
Old Tang shrugged his shoulders, equally silent, and continued to queue for his checkup.
Two hours later on this side, he finally got his medical report. Dr. Guo had given the results; although there had been a bit of deterioration, overall, it was still controllable.
The treatment plan remained unchanged.
After receiving the conclusion, Old Tang headed downstairs, hailed a taxi, and returned to the law firm.
As soon as he entered, Wang Qingqing was already following up. She had changed her outfit again today, wearing black leggings with a short skirt accentuating her figure, and a pair of black-framed glasses without lenses on her face...