"This, I believe."
Li Jingsheng only agreed with the last thing Boss Zhao said.
Ever since he saved Boss Zhao's life, Boss Zhao indeed hadn't tried to trip him up.
"Didn't you say this street has a special geographic location? What's so special about it?"
He couldn't just let Boss Zhao lead him by the nose.
He intentionally steered the conversation off-topic.
"In this South City area, there are over 300,000 migrant workers and tens of thousands of local residents, the population is enormous. But in our big area, other than the Second Hospital, do you see any other big hospitals?"
"There really isn't a second one."
Li Jingsheng was also very curious about this question.
With a population of seven to eight hundred thousand, the medical demand is immense, and one Third Grade Hospital alone, the Second Hospital, must have a hard time keeping up.
But for so many years, no second big hospital has ever appeared.
