C700 Isn't This a Game

While he was resting, Zhao Sanjin smiled politely at Dr. Ye. Since he had shown enough respect to Zhao Sanjin, Zhao Sanjin could not put up a front and pretend to be someone important. He smiled bitterly and kindly. "Dr. Ye, could you please check the patient's right leg and see how it healed?"

"Healing?" Dr. Ye was a little puzzled