Three Requests

"Ling Ran, go back and do whatever you want to first." Huo Congjun placed his hands behind his back. He looked like a sage, and his aura as a department director was practically spilling out of him.

"Alright." Ling Ran was not bothered by this. If it were not because he was too tired from performing finger replantations, he would have performed multiple surgeries one after another. But as of right now, he needed to rest.

Huo Congjun watched Ling Ran leave his office before he turned around with a sigh. Then, he glared at Su Jiafu. Su Jiafu cowered. He did not even know where to put his hands.

Huo Congjun did not make him wait for long before he languidly said, "We can support anesthesiologists with the funding the Emergency Department earns, but I have three requests…"

Su Jiafu sighed in his heart before he bobbed his head continuously.