"Can you tell me about your clinic?" For example, what doctors are there and what are they good at? ”

Zander chuckled: "In a trance, I feel like I'm facing an investor, maybe you have the intention of investing in my clinic?" I'm welcome. ”

Ademisor smiled and waved his hand, "It's just small talk." ”

"Doctor, besides me, there are five more in our clinic, but maybe it will soon become four."

Ademisor's heart moved when he heard this, and a curious look appeared on his face.

"Oh? Why is that? ”

Zander sighed softly and said:

"As you know, recently the Kingdom has been trying to reform public general hospitals, and the city of Tingen has recently opened a new general hospital, and now the private clinic is having a hard time."

"One of the doctors in our clinic is Max Wheeler, and he's been a little bit of a disillusionment lately, and he's had a couple of minor medical malpractice before."

"I gave him a day off to rest for a few days, and if his form hasn't improved, I'll have to think about sacking him."

Ademisor's eyes froze, and he asked in a casual tone, "Soulless?" I don't know why? ”

Jander shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I don't know about this, I asked him, but he didn't want to say more." ”

"How long has this been going on?"

"About two weeks."

Gendre gave the answer after a deep sigh, and then he looked at Ademisor suspiciously:

"You care about him, do you know anyone?"

Ademisor shook his head and replied in the negative, then he changed the subject, never mentioning Max again.

Ten minutes later, the two stopped in front of a small two-story building with a dazzling sign hanging on the door: Harvey Private Clinic

"You're humble, this isn't your average small clinic."

It's a small hospital, and Ademisol exclaimed, surprised by the size of the clinic.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Instead of pretending to be modest, he smugly touched his beard, took a few steps forward to open the door, and made a gesture of inviting in.

This is not the peak time of the clinic, and the nurse on duty is flipping through magazines at the counter, doing nothing.

After seeing Zander come in, she quickly closed the magazine and stuffed it into the drawer, and asked in a little panic:

"Dr. Harvey, you're back, and it seems to be a little earlier than usual today."

Zander ignored the clerk's laziness.

In the absence of a patient coming to the door, it is completely understandable to relax appropriately.

He smiled and nodded.

"Good afternoon, Hannah, I happened to meet a friend who wanted a medical check-up, so he ended his workout early."

Hannah casually picked up the clinic's duty schedule and flatteringly proposed:

"It's Dr. Patrick on duty right now, I'll take this gentleman there."

Zander waved his hand and said:

"No, you can continue to be busy with yours, I'll just take him over."

At this time, the door of the clinic was pushed open.

The three of them followed the prestige, and the young postman in blue short-sleeved and light-colored cargo pants walked in, with a friendly smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, sorry to interrupt you."

Ademisor's amber eyes darkened.

This is the postman I met at the Breeze Orphanage.

After greeting, the young postman gently placed a bundle of letters in the letter box on the counter.

Noticing Ademisor's gaze, he turned his head to look at it, a smile on his face even bigger.

"Hello sir, do you need to send a letter?"

Ademisore shook his head, fearing that the other party would be suspicious, and he explained in a low voice:

"We've seen it before, at the door of the Breeze Orphanage."

A flash of memory flashed across the postman's face, and he was immediately surprised:

"Yes, indeed, what you wore then was very different from what you wear now."

Ademisor nodded reservedly, turning her head away from him.

There was no feedback on the inspiration, maybe I was overthinking, but the postman was actually normal.

Ademisore thought to himself.

The young postman kept smiling and looked at Ademisor, who was lost in thought, and his gaze gradually deepened.

At this time, Hannah behind the counter whispered expectantly:

"Good afternoon, Daouria, has the new issue of Lady Beckland's Fashion arrived?"

Hearing the lady's question, the young postman's eyes instantly returned to normal, and he nodded with a smile.

"Yes, Ms. Hannah, the new issue of the magazine has arrived."

"Really, great!"

Hannah whispered a small cheer of joy, and then remembered that Dr. Harvey was still around, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment:

"I'm sorry, Dr. Harvey, but I'm acting so unprofessionally."

Zander kept a smile on his face and said gently:

"It's okay, young people should be a little energetic."

Then he said to Ademisor in a gentle tone:

"Let's go, go to the physical examination room, and I'll check it for you myself."

Ademisore subconsciously responded, recovered from his thoughts, and followed Zander to the clinic.

"Are all the postmen in this area fixed?"

On the way to the examination room, Ademisol started small talk in a casual tone.

"I guess I mean, you mean the postman just now, he's been here to deliver letters all this time, and Hannah seems to be familiar with him."

Jander led the way in front and sideways to answer Ademisor's question.

He thought for a moment, then added:

"Yes, it's fixed, I've heard patients who work at the post office say that every postman is responsible for a fixed area."

"Really? That's right, that's reasonable. ”

Ademisor bowed his head slightly, shifting the conversation elsewhere.

After drawing blood, auscultating, and doing a complete set of tests in the examination room, Ademisol held out his hand to Zander:

"Thank you for examining me in person, where do I go to pay for my exam?"

Without waiting for Jander to answer, Hannah knocked on the door and walked in.

"Dr. Harvey, sorry to interrupt you, the patient with the appointment arrived early and is waiting in your office."

Jander nodded and motioned for himself to go over immediately.

He turned his head and smiled modestly at Ademisor:

"I'm sorry, the patient is waiting for me, just ask Hannah about the cost."

As he spoke, Zander stood up and walked to the door, deliberately telling Hannah in a voice that Ademisol could hear:

"Mr. Fit is a friend of mine, and the cost of the medical examination is discounted by seven."

Hannah obediently agreed.

After apologizing again to Ademisor, Jander left to receive the patient.

"Sir, please come with me, and pay the fee at the counter."

Hannah said in a respectful and polite tone.

Ademisore nodded, and followed her back to the clinic counter.

He coughed lightly and cleared his throat, and asked with a smile, "I see that you are familiar with the postman just now?" ”

"Daouria? Yes, sir, we can be considered friends, and with a seven-fold discount, you should pay a total of 7 soles. ”

Taking out 7 Souler's change from his pocket, Ademisol continued to ask quietly:

"Has he always been in charge of delivering letters to the clinic?"

"No, he came two months ago, the old Pete who had been delivering letters before has retired, I prefer Dauria, he is very cheerful and friendly, much easier to get along with than the old Pete."

"Dauria has a great memory, he remembers everyone's preferences, always delivers letters accurately and quickly, and is a rare good postman."