"Knock, knock, knock" came a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Old Xu asked subconsciously.
"It's me, Zhao Yunhai!"
"Old Zhao!" Slightly surprised, Xu Renjie quickly closed the documents on the table. "I'm coming, I'm coming."
Opening the door and letting in Old Zhao, Xu Renjie blurted out, "What's happened?"
One must know that Zhao Yunhai rarely came to Xu Renjie's room on his own accord, so seeing him here now, Old Xu's first reaction was that something must have happened.
In response, Old Zhao waved his right hand and repeatedly said, "No problem! No problem! By the way, I heard from Xiao Zhang this morning that you have a skin infection. How is it? Is it serious?"
Upon hearing this, the worry in Xu Renjie's heart eased, "It's not a big deal, probably because I applied too much ointment yesterday, now it's just itchy, a little rest and it'll be fine."
