Bai Sang's last words carried a hint of malice.
The girl opened her mouth wide, stunned for a moment, then said, "I...I'm going to report you."
Bai Sang waved the rating device in her hand, "Sorry, you've already given me a five-star review."
"Go back to school. Lying about being sick and skipping class is not a good thing."
Bai Sang's words caused a flash of embarrassment and annoyance on the girl's face.
"You're just like those adults, self-righteous."
Bai Sang calmly packed away the disinfection tools.
"I'm an adult, and you should be going to school. What's wrong with that?"
"If you insist on getting a massage, that's fine too. But as I said, your foot is injured and you can never get a massage in your life. If it gets injured again, you'll have to have it amputated. It's your choice."
As the girl stormed out the door, a cold smile flashed across Bai Sang's face.
I would call this news anchor the "Queen of Amputation."
[He's clearly an amputation maniac.]
[Nonsense! He only told two people about amputation; how did that make him a madman?]
[How many patients did the anchor see in total?]
There was a moment of silence in the comments section.
A knock came at the door.
The person who entered was a middle-aged man in a wheelchair.
The man looked at Bai Sang with a lewd smile, and when Bai Sang had her back to him, he kept gesturing to certain parts of her body.
Pulling back the livid Chi Yuan, Bai Sang pulled the instrument over and glanced at the patient's leg.
"Oh dear, this is a serious problem."
"Is your heart racing right now? Is your mouth dry? Do you feel like you're about to stand up?"
The man nodded subconsciously. "What's wrong, doctor? Is there any hope for my leg?"
Bai Sang said with a serious expression, "It's hopeless, he'll have to have his leg amputated."
See? I told you she was a limb-crushing maniac!
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