Chapter 879: Mr. Temple, We're Late!

"What?" Everyone froze, then erupted into laughter. His hospital? What kind of joke was that? None of them had expected Tacito Temple to be this shameless, claiming Ivan Sino-Western Hospital belonged to him. Did he think they were idiots? Yan Zishan was laughing so hard he nearly doubled over. He sneered, "You mean you're the owner of Ivan Sino-Western Hospital? Hahaha, I'm dying here. With trash like you?" From his clothes to his shoes, he probably wasn't worth more than $100, yet he dared...