Ning Wan was stunned for a moment, but she still raised her hand and took the business card, glancing down to see that his name was 'Su Moran'.
The name sounded quite nice, and when she looked at the position on the card, she realized he was actually the attending surgeon at the City People's Hospital.
Just as she was about to say something to Su Moran, Xi Mohan next to her was already impatiently dismissing him, "If there's nothing else, you can leave now."
Ning Wan, "..." What's wrong with this man? It's like he's swallowed gunpowder.
Su Moran raised his hand, "Alright, alright, I'm leaving now." After speaking, he turned to Ning Wan, "Remember to call me if anything comes up, I have another surgery, so I'll leave first."
Ning Wan nodded, and Su Moran did not linger any longer, heading straight for the door.
Soon, only Ning Wan and Xi Mohan were left in the ward, neither saying a word, only the sound of Xi Mohan's stirring and the aroma of porridge filling the air.
