Xiaogao appeared very excited.
The thick notebook was filled with names, phone numbers, and ages densely recorded.
"Hope so!"
Li Jingsheng could only pin his hopes on Xiaogao, hoping Xiaogao could salvage something.
Those elderly ladies and gentlemen were lining up eagerly for free eggs, really enthusiastic about grabbing freebies.
The next morning, close to eight o'clock, Li Jingsheng got up, washed up, and then opened the clinic.
Yesterday, he was exhausted, feeling as if his bones were falling apart.
After resting the whole night, he still hadn't fully recovered.
As he opened the shutter door, he was stunned.
Outside stood at least twenty or thirty elderly people, along with some young and middle-aged people.
Were these people here for the free eggs again?
