Su Bingchen's expression softened somewhat, but he still said coldly, "Sorry, this is a hospital. If your family member is sick, bring them to the hospital to register and wait in line for treatment! We do not offer house call services!"

Li Dahai frowned and sneered, "You probably don't know who I am. Have you heard of the Martial Alliance? I am Li Dahai! I've already given you a lot of face by personally inviting you. I hope you won't be ungrateful!"

The two interns were immediately stunned.

Martial Alliance, Li Dahai?

No wonder he's so arrogant, it turns out he's the famous Master Hai!

Throughout Guanzhong, everyone knows that Li Dahai is the second-in-command of the Martial Alliance, a notorious villain in Guanzhong who kills without hesitation.

The child was so frightened by his name that he dared not cry.

Upon hearing the words "Martial Alliance," Su Bingchen's face grew even more gloomy. His old friend Liu Jingwu's grandson, Liu Yi, was harmed by these beasts from the Martial Alliance and was still hospitalized. He had no good impression of these scoundrels from the Martial Alliance.

So he coldly said, "Sorry! If you are from the Martial Alliance, not only will I not make house calls, but even if you bring the person here, I will not treat him!"

Li Dahai and his grandson were slightly taken aback.

Holy crap!

This old man not only didn't give us face, but he also said such provocative things!

"Say that again?" Li Dahai was so angry that he was about to flip the table, but Li Donglai stopped him.

Li Donglai said with a smile, "Old Su, my grandfather has a bad temper, please don't be angry! But we can talk about it! How about this, you come back with us, and regardless of whether we can cure him or not, we will pay you ten million yuan as a consultation fee, what do you think?"