After arguing until she was out of energy, Kang Mingzhu said just one sentence: "Why don't we switch shifts?"
Cornered by his girlfriend's soft and hard approach, Yu Xuexian's calm voice remained unchanged, as if he were a dispassionate immortal: "This is not something I can decide on my own."
"Are you trying to say it's a decision by the department, the hospital?"
"Yes."
Kang Mingzhu paused for a moment, then, with a slap, hung up the phone: she was infuriated. She wasted a whole bunch of words early in the morning.
Feng Yicong looked at the ceiling. Senior Kang was so irritable, which was unexpected. She always seemed so gentle, with a bit of a smile, coming across as very friendly.
