Felix pulled two meters away from Ling ran and followed him to the parking lot. He was a little excited, but also a little excited.
He took small steps, and each step he took was about the length of 18 hanging orchid leaves. He swung his arms very hard, and his body twisted and turned. It was similar to when he was taking a walk and stretched out the muscles and bones that were stiff from long-term surgeries.
At this time, Felix was the image of a pure American old man, which was similar to a Chinese old man.
In the empty parking lot, the air was cold and cool.
Felix took a few hard breaths, and he felt unusually comfortable.
He hadn’t felt this kind of feeling for a while.
Looking back, it was when he had just become an attending physician that he had such a pure pursuit of technology in his mind.
