Did You Come Here To Argue With Me?

"Oh, I also need to treat another patient in Chantilly. He's my student. President Sir, may I?"

"Of course. No problem."

"Didn't you say that you don't accept students?" Anse said in envy.

"He's my boxing student. By the way, I'm also a boxing coach. If you want to learn boxing, I can teach you."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

Don't be like this, you're wasting your medical skill!

God will punish you!

"Mr. Chen, can you teach Hoffman boxing too?" Tim Waltz did not mind it. Actually, he hoped that Chen Zhao could coach his son.

He would be relieved if Hoffman could stay with Chen Zhao.

"Boxing isn't appropriate for Hoffman. It's best for him to do an hour of aerobic exercise every day. Actually, let him swim. It's more comprehensive. Boxing is mostly anaerobic and isn't good for Hoffman."

"Okay, I got it." Tim Waltz fully trusted Chen Zhao's judgment now.