The misty drizzle formed water stains like spider webs on the window, intricate and complex.
In Orthopedics Ward One, after a brief shift handover, Peng Haibo was the first to approach Tong Yuan'an with a welcoming smile: "Professor Tong, have you had breakfast? We have two surgeries today."
"I just managed something on the way over." Tong Yuan'an nodded slightly, his tone polite.
The two scheduled surgeries today had been planned long ago, and Tong Yuan'an couldn't back out: "Director Peng, let's do the rounds first. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can head to the operating room."
Tong Yuan'an's expression was calm.
"Do you have plans today, Professor Tong? If you're free, let's grab a meal together after surgery." Peng Haibo spoke casually.
"Can't handle it anymore. Director Peng, you've really pushed too hard." Tong Yuan'an chuckled.
