"Hello, I want to visit the God of Guns."
In the lobby on the first floor of the western suburb mental hospital, Wang Teng told the nurse at the front desk his purpose for visiting.
The nurse didn't respond to him. She was looking down and playing with her phone.
"Hello…" Wang Teng remained patient and opened his mouth again.
"Hello your head!" The nurse suddenly raised her head. Her face was as round as a pie, and her eyes were narrow. She was 'glaring' at Wang Teng.
Glaring…
Wang Teng: …
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. "I think you'll look amazing if you slim down a bit."
"Really?" The nurse's eyes brightened.
"Of course. Everyone who knows me calls me Mr. Humble. You can believe my words," Wang Teng replied sincerely.
"I will definitely slim down and prove to everyone…
"That's right, prove to everyone!