Zhou Litao saw that Su Yun and the female patient were talking about something. They were talking and laughing, and did not look like they were seeking death.
He stopped in his tracks, dumbfounded.
In this society, why is appearance so important? Zhou Litao thought about it and felt a little sad.
He immediately remembered that his career as a chief resident was coming to an end. If he wanted to find a girlfriend, he would have to look at her appearance.
Based on this trend, it seemed that he had no hope. Zhou Litao looked at Su Yun and the female patient walking over a little woodenly. He had lost all hope in his short life.
"Chief Zhou, what are you thinking about?" When Su Yun passed by, she patted his shoulder and said with a smile,""Let's go,"
"Uh ..."
"Your mother is doing well, right?" Su Yun said gently.
Zhou Litao was a little angry. Was this an insult?
"Yes, my mother is fine now," the girl said.