Ling ran looked more like a character on television.
His scrubs and surgical gowns were even different from the whiteness of the clothes of the few doctors beside him. They were more eye-catching and left a deep impression on people.
The Chief Director of the Neurosurgery Department of the Provincial Hospital was an elite woman in her forties. She could not hold it in any longer. She reached out her hand and said, “Then who is it? where is your nine-screen remote control?”
When she spoke, the people beside her suddenly understood, or they pretended to be enlightened.
“Chief physician Dong’s reaction is too fast.”Another female doctor put on a regretful look.
Chief physician Dong chuckled twice. She was too lazy to say anything. Once she got her hands on the remote control, she immediately switched to the screen to watch.
The few screens in the viewing room soon showed Ling ran’s back.
This was an angle that would not appear on normal days.
