Seeing Zhang Huayao wearing a white coat over a gray sweater, his attire as unrestrained as ever, briskly walked in. Predictably following behind him was a group of young doctors, akin to an entourage.
"Director Zhang." Shim Youhuan gathered his people and got up to welco the leader.
Zhang Huayao glanced at the row of Guoxie mbers opposite him, his lips quirking into a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, first asking about his own people: "Dr. Shim, didn’t the family mbers co?"
Boss seems to be only concerned about whether Student Xie is here.
"No, they didn’t." Shim Youhuan assured the leader that Student Xie was grounded by regulation.
This rule is well implented. Zhang Huayao nodded, satisfied yet doubtful whether Student Xie would resign to it. It’s well known that Student Xie, like a crafty rabbit with many burrows, is not easy to guard against.
Shim Youhuan took this mont to introduce another character to the leader: "This is her classmate, nad Pan Shihua, who will act as her spokesperson and speak on her behalf at our discussion eting."
Here cos Student Pan. Zhang Huayao looked back at the new dical student with squinting, shrewd eyes, as if assessing how many dical cells inhabited Student Pan’s body.
On Student Pan’s blooming and jade-like face, Boss seed to detect a layer of paleness; the fine sweat on his fair forehead seed distinctly visible.
With the legendary top Boss, his gaze was as scorching as the noon sun. Pan Shihua dared not wipe the sweat from his face, his limbs sowhat numb, anxiety rising. All because he was guilty, with a phone in his pocket relaying secret information for Student Xie.
The tense atmosphere transmitted from the other end of the phone, Xie Wanying hesitated for a mont whether to hang up Student Pan’s phone to avoid him getting caught and implicated. It’s okay. —— Pan Shihua promptly bowed his head and whispered very softly to her through the phone.
Boss left. Boss didn’t have the ti to intensely scrutinize just a rookie dical student.
Zhang Huayao turned around and urged the group of doctors: "Hurry up with the eting, it’s very late."
The group hurriedly took their seats.
Walking to the head of the conference table, Zhang Huayao pulled a chair and sat down.
Everyone silently waited for him to start presiding over the eting. Unexpectedly, this Boss sat down and straightened his white coat, exuding a more divine aura, announcing to everyone: "I’m here to listen to your lecture, not to give my opinion. The patient’s family said they don’t like getting involved in your affairs too early. You do your jobs well, don’t disappoint her."
Huh?!
Most of the doctors present were probably left with only astonishnt on their faces.
Zhang Huayao nodded to everyone to indicate they hadn’t misheard.
It was indeed what Student Xie thought; the teachers present are all excellent, there is no need to involve the big Boss too early.
The doctors at the table twitched the muscles at the corners of their mouths: This Student Xie is definitely sothing else, no one else doesn’t take advantage of Boss Zhang’s connections for this reason.
You could only hear Boss Zhang saying he wouldn’t step forward, and wondered who Guozhi Surgery would send to operate on the little junior sister’s cousin. Kang Mingzhu craned her neck from the back to find soone for the little junior sister.
Besides Zhang Huayao, it seems another heavyweight figure appeared on the scene.
The man sitting on Zhang Huayao’s right side wore a pair of distinct fraless glasses, with slightly gaunt cheeks, looking very neat and tidy. His thin lips slightly pursed, emanating a strong scholarly air. The eyes behind the glasses exuded a certain sharpness, the solemnity and sophistication within suggested that he should also be a leader. He appeared younger than Zhang Huayao, estimated to be in his thirties, an optimal age bracket for a surgeon.
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