Charice Wen's face changed at once. She took out her phone and dialed her bodyguard, "You'll see a young man going down. Stop him at once."
Holding his prescription tightly, Dr. Mao felt a little embarrassed. His confidence had disappeared when he witnessed Jacob's exceptional medical skills.
"Director Zhong, why don't you give this a try first? It may work," he whispered.
"No, thanks. I've used this prescription before, and it didn't work," Henry Zhong rejected coldly, "On top of that, do you think you are qualified to treat my son?"
The doctor was lost for words and stood froze while his face flushed in embarrassment.
"Director Zhong, I just want to..." Morgan Zhu said before Henry interrupted,
"Director Zhu, shall we discuss our collaboration in the future? You can see that I have a few matters to attend to. I'm not going to see you off." Henry's mind was occupied with his son.
Morgan put up a smile and replied, "Sure, Director. See you again."