Boss Zhao’s nails and lips were already turning cyanotic.
If this doesn’t mean something is wrong, then probably we can only say it’s a problem when the body goes stiff.
Li Jingsheng quickly dialed 120.
"Sister Tang, record a video just in case something happens."
Although there was surveillance in Li Jingsheng’s clinic, recording a video was extra insurance.
"Don’t worry, Old Zhao may not be a good person... but he’s trustworthy, he won’t drag your clinic down!"
Saying this, Boss Zhao gritted his teeth, gripping the counter as he stood up, and then walked outside.
Li Jingsheng hurriedly went up to support him.
Watching his unsteady footsteps, stumbling forward, even if he didn’t fall inside the clinic, he would surely trip on the steps outside.
If Xiaogao hadn’t been scolded away, he definitely would be supporting Boss Zhao right now.
"Help me outside, a good distance from your clinic. Otherwise, people might mistakenly think your clinic caused me harm..." Boss Zhao mumbled to Li Jingsheng as he walked.
In such circumstances, the fact that Boss Zhao was thinking about Li Jingsheng’s clinic reputation was something that made Li Jingsheng look at him in a new light.
A man without trust cannot stand.
Even someone as unscrupulous as Boss Zhao, still keeping faith and promises, was indeed surprising.
No wonder Boss Zhao’s business was so big and his connections so wide. Although he used despicable means when dealing with rivals, showing no medical ethics when harvesting patients’ wealth, he was generous when gifting people and adhered to the promises he made.
These are commendable qualities.
It also let Li Jingsheng reconsider Boss Zhao as a person.
"Old Zhao, it’s fine, I have a clear conscience. Just sit outside my clinic and wait for the ambulance."
Li Jingsheng called him Old Zhao more naturally than ever before.
No matter how bad a person is, as long as they have a shining point of virtue, they deserve respect.
Like how some murderers, ruthless and fierce, might be very filial.
Some corrupt officials, greedy and lecherous, quietly fund schools and welfare homes in the mountains.
When spoken of later, they are not entirely disgraced.
"No, no, help me over there! My heart condition might be relapsing, there’s medicine in my pocket, help me take one. Then notify my wife to come over. If ambulances keep coming to your clinic, people will be afraid to even enter."
Boss Zhao appeared very insistent.
It was rare for him to teach Li Jingsheng some business principles.
After administering the medicine, Li Jingsheng asked for the phone number and called his wife.
Unexpectedly, Boss Zhao’s wife was already at the Quick Recovery Clinic and quickly came over.
This was the first time Li Jingsheng saw Boss Zhao’s wife.
Though he had been running the clinic for over nine months and occasionally went to Quick Recovery Clinic to ’learn new skills’, he had never seen Boss Zhao’s wife.
She was a woman in her fifties, with a completely changed figure. If her flowing shoulder-length wavy hair were replaced and she wore men’s clothes, just her face would resemble that of a rugged man.
Seeing Boss Zhao’s wife’s appearance, the only thing Li Jingsheng could think of was the facial features of ancient cave dwellers.
Boss Zhao seemed about forty-five or forty-six, but in actual age, was around fifty.
His wife appeared at least fifty-five or fifty-six, looking very old with somewhat dark skin. Her whole body was decked in jewels, which was true, and indeed, her looks and figure were such that men wouldn’t want to look at her twice.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, how are you doing?"


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