Caught off guard, the phone rang, and Zhao Yang lifted his head only to see Sun Xiaodan bending over and fishing out a cell phone from his pants on the floor.
Handing over the phone, Zhao Yang didn't even bother to check the name and directly answered, "Hello, may I ask who's calling?"
"Zhao Yang?"
Hearing the voice on the other end, Zhao Yang felt as though caught in the act, his fiery heart instantly cooling significantly.
It was Sister Xiu'er.
"Ah, Sister Xiu'er, it's me," Zhao Yang immediately responded.
"Where are you now?" asked Zhang Xiuer.
"I'm still in Yunyan, but I'm taking the train back soon. The clinic must be busy, right?" Zhao Yang said.
"Mmm, I've arranged the appointments for the patients already, so they can wait for you to return before coming in," Zhang Xiuer said.
"Oh, that'll work," Zhao Yang replied, then didn't know what else to say.