Max Peterson suddenly came to his senses.
He instantly reached into his pockets.
But the money he usually saved was mostly donated to rural areas.
Living at the base meant all food, clothing, and daily necessities were covered by headquarters.
He rarely needed money, leaving him with barely any cash on hand.
In his pocket, there were only a few hundred-dollar bills.
Embarrassed, he raised his head and hesitantly asked Ellie Doyle, "Doctor, how much for the consultation fee?"
Ellie Doyle's eyes revealed a subtle smile: "Don't let him tease you. I get a salary from headquarters, serving everyone is part of my responsibilities—I don't charge money."
"Doctor, I should still pay you. Name a number, and if I don't have enough, I'll find a way to gather the rest." Red in the face, Max Peterson placed all the money he had in front of Ellie Doyle: "Doctor, I only have three hundred. Take this to start with."