C389 The Stomach Damage

"Your son is fine; he can leave now."

After examining the little boy, Dr. Lee Xueqi indicated they could go.

"He's fine?"

"Doctor, I'll give you a thousand dollars if you write a concussion diagnosis for my son," Xiong's father suggested, hoping to make some money.

"Sorry, your son is fine," Dr. Lee replied coolly after hearing this.

"Why are you like this?"

"For you, it's just a few words