Medical Center.
"Mr. Corso, when did your stomach pain become acute?"
Adam asked.
"Uh, I think it was a few days ago."
The enormously obese man joked, "It's hard to remember. I'm a busy bee."
"..."
Everyone nearly lost it again.
It was already a miracle that he could get up, and he was busy?
At the same time, they felt a little resentment toward this sunny, enormously obese man.
It was already difficult enough to hold back their laughter.
Now he kept trying to make them laugh.
That was too much!
"I'm here, I'm here!"
A rather attractive woman jogged over, muttering to herself. She came up and took the enormously obese man's hand, asking anxiously, "Bobby, are you all right?"
"Sorry, and you are?"
Carter asked curiously.
"I'm his wife."
The woman smiled.
The scene instantly fell silent.
"Watch your expressions, watch your expressions, watch your expressions..."
Everyone began staring at their noses, their noses at their hearts, quietly chanting the spell under their breaths.
Otherwise, they really would not be able to hold it in.
Dr. Duncan had already driven two people away. With so many doctors here, there would definitely be more to leave.
They did not want to be thrown out.
More importantly, this was not just an unusual case. Who knew whether it was also some kind of test?
"I'm fine."
The enormously obese man smiled. "Melissa worries about me. She likes to make a mountain out of a molehill. I'm already a mountain."
"Hehehe."
His wife, Melissa, could not help laughing.
But everyone else turned their heads, lowered their heads, or raised their heads, doing their best not to join in the cheerful atmosphere.
Dr. Duncan was watching right beside them.
Patients could joke around, but they could not.
Who knew whether the