It was quite a shocking sight for an extraordinarily handsome doctor to be walking into the ward, shadowed by a middle-aged doctor, a couple of doctors who were doing their in-service training, and several medical interns.
"This is Doctor Ling, the leader of our treatment group." Zuo Cidian stood forward and introduced Ling Ran to the patient and his family members so that they would not mistake him for the leader.
In the hospital, doctors who were older usually had a higher position, and this kind of misunderstanding was unavoidable. The first few times this happened, Zuo Cidian felt pretty good about it. But now, it gave him nothing but sorrow.
"Doctor Ling?" The patient who was talking about how much he was craving for a steamed bun sized Ling Ran up. He then said a little bashfully, "All the doctors in the General Surgery Department are at least thirty or forty years old, and some are even fifty."
