"A full checkup costs 5,000!" the doctor said.
"That expensive?"
Weng Zhigang's eyes bulged out once more.
Five thousand—that was half a month's wages for him!
At this thought, Weng Zhigang's heart bled.
He glanced at Li Liang, saw the fierce look in his eyes, and immediately shut his mouth!
If he had known it would come to this, he would never have laid a finger on Zhang Fan!
However, Zhang Fan was muttering to himself inside.
That cheap?
Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Fan pretended to lie weakly on the couch.
"Classmate, the results of the checkup are out, and you're fine!" the doctor told Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan gently shook his head, "Doctor, could there be some mistake? My head hurts, how could I be fine? I want to be checked again!"
"What, another checkup?"
Weng Zhigang had already jumped up!
Five thousand for one time, and another time would make it ten thousand?
