The manual bone setting department in Hospital No. 2 relies solely on him now.
If anything goes wrong, this reputation could collapse.
This is something Li Jingsheng is well aware of.
"Doctor, I understand the rules!"
The patient fished out two hundred-yuan bills from his grimy jeans pocket and handed them to Li Jingsheng.
"I'm sorry, our hospital has a policy that prohibits doctors from accepting gifts or red envelopes from patients. Please don't make it difficult for me."
Li Jingsheng politely declined.
"Alright then!" The patient awkwardly laughed and took back the two hundred-yuan bills. "You see, it's inconvenient for me to move around and queue up for X-rays. Can't you spare me from having to take them again?"
"I'm sorry, but we must retake the examination to assess the current condition of your bone injury."
Li Jingsheng refused again.
"Can't you just tell by feeling them? Aren't you all supposed to be able to do that here?"
