Feng Jun was getting more and more upset, "Thousands or even tens of thousands of patients, who can come up with a million, who do you treat, who don't you treat... Where's your hospital, where are the wards, are you counting on that little shabby building?"
Hua Hua was startled by his aggressive tone, "I... I don't need a hospital, I don't even have a medical license yet."
Then it realized, "We're talking about rehabilitation care, not a hospital, maybe many people don't believe it."
Feng Jun shook his head in disbelief, "Every cured patient is a living advertisement, don't kid yourself, okay?"
After a pause, he added, "I also want to help them cure cancer, so, if conditions permit in the future, ten thousand per person for treatment is possible, as long as you can handle it... But for now, it can only be ten million per person."
Hua Hua pondered for a long time and suddenly said, "How about... still two million instead?"
