There is a Patient with a Lacerated Scrotum, Just Like What You Asked For

Two patients laboriously exercised their injured hands in the Emergency Department's observation room.

Lu Wenbin put his hands inside the pockets of his unbuttoned, large, white coat and walked back and forth three times along the corridor. When he was about to walk along the corridor a fourth time, Wang Jia called him.

Even though Wang Jia had light makeup on and had cut her fringe, she still moved quickly, as if she was running away from fire. She yelled out Lu Wenbin's entire name and said, "Lu Wenbin, go to the gym in the medical technology building if you want to exercise."

"No one has the free time to exercise." Lu Wenbin mumbled, then asked, "How's the patient's recovery going?"

"Which patient?"

"You know which patient I mean."

Wang Jia chuckled and said, "How can the recovery of a patient go badly with Doctor Ling as the chief surgeon?"