Shang Haohao opened her clinic promptly at 9 o'clock today, just as usual.
Followed by cleaning the place.
Grandma Wang from next door came and bought a box of cold medicine.
In order to make a living, Shang Haohao's shop sells other medicines in addition to those for mental illnesses.
After all, hers is a legitimate and tax-paying clinic; why waste resources?
After cleaning, Shang Haohao took a medical book from the room and sat at her desk flipping through it.
One hand propping her cheek, the other gently turning the pages.
But she had barely read a few pages
when a black sedan stopped in front of her shop, blocking the entrance.
How was she supposed to do business like this?
Shang Haohao instinctively stood up and walked towards the doorway.
She politely tapped on the car's black-tinted window.
"Please don't park here, this isn't a parking spot…"
Shang Haohao hadn't finished speaking when the car window rolled down…
