Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxue's chest felt blocked, "It's because..."
Sun Zhe modestly smiled, "I can never practice medicine again, and my medical skills are not that great. I often get called a quack."
"I suppose Chairman Fang also knows, I've been sued before, almost lost everything, and got cursed across eighteen generations. So I'm helpless in this case; you better seek out someone more competent."
"Chairman Fang, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave and let you prepare for this gentleman's affairs."
Fang Jiayun angrily said, "Sun Zhe, as a doctor, how can you just let someone die?"
Sun Zhe shrugged indifferently, "Moral coercion doesn't work on me. If I don't want to treat, I won't."
"Who was it that kept calling me a quack doctor? Who was it that cursed me as utterly immoral? You two really don't have any shame?"
"Chairman Fang, Miss Fang, I'm really afraid that if I cripple your gentleman here, you'll sue me again."
"I don't have that much money to pay up."
