Meng Shan made some preparations before he took the morning flight to Beijing.
The morning flight from Guangdong to Beijing was filled with all sorts of professionals who put on formal attire. Meng Shan sat at the business class cabin. He glanced at the person next to him, then he looked at people behind him, and he could not help but feel proud. 'No matter who you are, you have to beg me when you have broken legs, arms or waist.'
Immediately after that pride came baffling emptiness.
Recently, Meng Shan did not really perform surgery, and business in Eastern Science Hospital had slowed down.
Naturally, Eastern Science Hospital never had much business to begin with. Usually, they just treated flu for some kids, handled problems with teeth, or performed some examinations for pregnant women. They basically earned money from people who did not want to queue up in public hospitals.
