"I'll fly to Zuo immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Dacong looked excited, and it seemed like he had won the lottery - five million.

"Who made the fight?" Zuo Fei asked.

Dacong said: "Now, our hospital has opened the Shenmai Special Attack Team's dedicated line. As long as there are mentally ill people, they will call me, hehe."

Zuo Fei was stunned when he heard this: "Director is too carefree, so are you, aren't you afraid of your phone being blown up?"

"Don't worry, I have two cell phones."

Zuo Fei didn't want to talk to this indifferent man, so he asked straightforwardly: "Where is the crazy man?"

Dacong said: "The one-pot cooking restaurant on Liuyin Garden Road said that there was a bald man who didn't pay for the meal after eating, and he wanted to chant scriptures to help the store manager to pray for blessings and pay for the meal."

Zuo Fei said: "It's just a meal. Maybe people have difficulties, and the store manager is really fussy because of helplessness."

"A meal? You're afraid you don't know. The store manager said that the bald man had been spending half a month, and he was so nagging that he didn't seem to have a lot of brains, so he hit our special line of the Kanfeng Special Attack Team."
Chapter completed!