I Strive for Performance for the Underworld

I am a doctor, but now I have to make a profit for the underworld. My grandfather is a Taoist priest, and I have had yin and yang eyes since I was a child. I have been familiar with the impermanence of black and white since I was a child. When I grew up, I went to a medical university and became a doctor in the oncology department, and our relationship became even stronger. After all, in the oncology department, most of the patients are cancer, and black and white are frequent visitors. Although I don't like to see them, because as soon as they come, my patients have to leave, but there is nothing I can do about it. After all, there is nothing they can do about life, old age, illness, and death. They are all working people. During an operation the day before yesterday... I stared nervously at the operating table. Bai Wuchang carefully opened the door and looked at me with an apologetic look. At the same time, he also brought a box of milk and put it on the table for me. "Brother, I'm sorry, we have to take care of this person." But this time I didn't stop what I was doing before, and said to Bai Wuchang without raising my head. "Brother, you can't take this man away. He has advanced gastric cancer and can live for at least three months to three years." He is a contribution to our flower gardening family! Brother, give me some face. "I stared at Bai Wuchang. "Okay, but I also have conditions. You have to help me with my career. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.