Right as the teams were being assigned, a doctor in his thirties stood at the doorway and shouted.
"Residents responsible for beds 21 to 31, come with me immediately."
There should be fewer doctors in Neurosurgery.
Short-staffed.
Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for him to rush over before the teams were even formed.
Zhou Can and a clean-cut young man quickly followed.
The two didn't know each other and simultaneously turned to size each other up.
"Hello!"
Jiang Xiaohua shyly smiled at Zhou Can.
"Hello! My name is Zhou Can, please look after me from now on."
During a first meeting, such standard polite phrases were usually exchanged.
He noticed that not only did Jiang Xiaohua have fair skin, but he also had delicate facial features, with long and slender fingers.
He had quite a slim figure.
Many girls liked this kind of creamy-looking boy.
