## After dressing up as doctors, four bosses lined up at the crematorium
>Dressed as a rich lady who is hated by four big boss husbands. That night, I was cutting the appendix of a top-notch woman.
>"Sign the divorce agreement, otherwise all your medical resources will be stopped!" Boss Ba sent a text message.
>I inserted the scalpel on the patient's bedside with my backhand: "Can I borrow a fire?"
>The leader was so frightened that his appendix burst: "Sister! It's none of my business that your ex-husband wants to persecute you!"
>The next day's hot search on the Internet: #surprise! The medical guru's waistcoat was actually spurned by a wealthy family#
>The four ex-husbands rushed into the hospital together: "Madam, our appendix seems to be inflamed..."
>I waved the Nobel Medicine trophy and smiled: "The registration fee is 100 million, cash or card?"
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