The receptionist was quite helpless, with a somewhat harsh attitude, but couldn't do anything as Peng Baocheng was occupying the window and not leaving. She had to say, "The specialists on duty this week are all written on the small blackboard there. Can't you see it for yourself? There's no one called Beisitian at all. Did you come to the wrong hospital?"
Peng Baocheng's gaze fell on the blackboard behind her. He scanned it quickly but indeed did not find Beisitian's name, a momentary look of confusion appearing on his face.
What was going on? Brother Ma told him it was this hospital. Could he really have come to the wrong place?
"Can you stop occupying the window? There are so many people waiting in line behind you!" the receptionist frowned and said.
