Qiao An's eyes cooled as she watched him flee in a panic.
The next day.
When Li Xiaoran arrived at the hospital and pushed open the door, he saw a fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged girl standing by the window. Her almond-shaped eyes were like a painting, and her expression was slightly affectionate. She happened to be smiling at him.
"Senior." She launched herself at him with open arms.
Li Xiaoran turned around and ran as if he was about to be killed.
"Lu Mo, why are you here?" His voice was trembling.
"Senior Brother, don't run. Aiya, you can run faster than the first day of the new year, but you can't run faster than the fifteenth. Let me tell you, from today onwards, I'm your trainee doctor."
Li Xiaoran's body slumped against the corridor wall. He looked at Lu Mo in horror, his handsome face full of resistance. "Are you my intern doctor?"
