Looking at Hao Ren's uncooperative attitude, the doctor seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just raised his lips and finally didn't say anything. However, at the angle that everyone couldn't see, the doctor's hand clenched his fists tightened, as if he had thought of something. Then his eyes darkened and inexplicable light flashed through his eyes, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, according to the examination results, the gentlemen have indeed met the discharge standards. Please wait a moment, and I will sort out the information of several of them. Then I will go through the discharge procedures for them." The doctor nodded to Hao Ren, then turned around and walked towards the outpatient department.

Although this person acted readily, for some reason, Hao Ren always felt something was wrong, and an unspeakable sense of irritability began to linger in his heart.

"Son, is there anything wrong?" Mr. Hao's voice suddenly rang in Hao Ren's ears.

"Ah? Oh, nothing." Hao Ren didn't want his father to worry, so he subconsciously glanced at the direction where the doctor left, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and comforted him with a somewhat far-fetched smile.

"You think I'm stupid!" Mr. Hao choked his son in anger, "You frown just now so hard that you could kill the fly, and you said it's okay."

"Dad, the discharge procedures are completed later. You, uncles and uncles, go back to the hotel first. I want to go back later." Zhizi is better than his father. Hao Ren knew that it was impossible to hide it completely from his father, but he couldn't ignore the inexplicable irritability arising from his heart. He always felt that something would happen.

After thinking about it, I decided to send my dad, uncles, and the others away first, so I would stay for the response.

After all, these old men were injured, either lightly or seriously. No matter what happened later, these old men with injuries were not suitable to stay here. If they repeatedly bumped into each other, they would be very damn to death.

"Son, do you think the doctor had something wrong with it just now?" Uncle Hao asked, thinking about the last place his son's eyes pointed at.

However, the old man was still a little confused. He arranged to be discharged after the examination without any problems. This was the promise made by the doctor (Dr. Brown) who seemed to be a senior manager of the hospital. He didn't believe what he could do except comply with. That guy dared to force himself to detain the discharge standard.

"What's wrong? That guy refused to discharge us? And he ran away?" As soon as he got here, Mr. Hao raised his eyebrows and his eyes became a little unkind.

"No, the doctor is going to prepare the discharge information for us." Hao Ren replied absent-mindedly, "But he had asked me before how the little doctor cured you, saying that he wanted to promote this..."

"What!" Before Mr. Hao could speak, the old man Li, who was standing beside him, jumped out first, "If we want to promote our country, we won't do it ourselves, it's all about him!"

"Old Li, don't talk for now." Mr. Hao raised his hand to stop Mr. Li's words, and turned to his son, "This is the only one? What else do you have to say to me?" Mr. Hao understood that if this was the case, his son would not have shown such an expression.

After hesitating for a moment, Hao Ren said: "I just feel that he gave up too simply after hearing me say he doesn't know."

Hearing this, Mr. Hao reacted and suddenly looked up: "Boy, are you worried that he will directly get to the little miracle doctor?"

"What?! He dared!" Old Master Li jumped up suddenly, dared to stretch his claws at the little miracle doctor, making him bold.

"I'm a little worried." Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through by his old man, Hao Ren did not try to hide anything, but admitted it generously. At the same time, he also wanted to get some ideas from the old man with experience tips. After all, according to the old saying, this old man has not walked more bridges than you have walked. If you hear more things happen, you won't suffer any loss.

Mr. Hao frowned. If this is in China, it will be just a few phone calls. As long as a few old guys join forces, if someone dares to explore the claws, they will have the ability to chop off the claws that were poked out. But now they are abroad and can be said to be really unfamiliar with the place. Even if they call the embassy for help, they have to leave time for reaction on the other end.

For a moment, even though Mr. Hao and others were as smart as him, they could not come up with a perfect solution at once.

And just then, Jimmy rubbed against Hao Ren again.

"What? Is there anything wrong with you? Jimmy?" Hao Ren looked at the person who came over with a little strange. Is there anything else to do with this "study"?

"Brother..." Jimmy said, touching her pocket and trying to take out cigarettes.

"It's great, I haven't had time to smoke the one just now." Hao Ren touched his ear and touched the cigarette that had been flat behind his ear, and appeared, "Why are you still in trouble?"

"Well, brother, can you say something nice to me for me later? Please let the beauty just now show me." Jimmy said, while lifting her tightly bandaged arm, salivating her face, and smiling so charmingly.

"Yes, yes, can you ask me too, I have a broken left arm."

"Yes, yes, and I, I have a wrist bone fracture..."

"My wife also had a fracture..."

"And my father..."

Since someone spoke first, the rest of the people who followed him to watch the fun could not stop and rushed to express their hopes that they could also receive treatment from the young doctor with magical medical skills.

Didn’t you see that the doctor had already admitted defeat and prepared discharge information for these fractured patients in Z? What does this mean, needless to say, is self-evident. It is exactly the same as the saying: No matter how good the publicity is, it is not as effective as the therapeutic effect. With so many fresh and fresh "examples" in front of you, they would be stupid if they don’t fight for it.

So many people?! Hao Ren frowned. Thinking of the magical effects of Jian'er's medicines, he thought that those medicines must be valuable. It would be nothing to be used on our own family. If this is wasted so much that it cannot be affected by foreigners, it would seem too wasteful.

He wanted to help Jian'er refuse, but his master was quick to stop him.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Hao Ren asked his father a little strangely.
Chapter completed!