In the corridor of the Cardiac Surgery Department at Sanbo Hospital, Zhou Zheng ran through the nurse's station, clutching a stack of freshly printed examination reports. The hem of his white gown fluttered in the wind, revealing the collar of his shirt soaked with sweat.
"Mr. Xia!" he pushed open the door to the doctor's office, "The results of the post-operative review are out, please take a look—"
He stopped mid-sentence, stunned.
There was more than just Xia Shu in the office.
Li Zehui was sitting on the sofa, holding a medical record. Xia Shu was sitting beside him, opposite Professor Yang.
Hearing the commotion, Yang Ping turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zheng.
The report in Zhou Zheng's hand almost fell to the ground.
"Professor Yang..." his voice faltered, "Director Li..."
Yang Ping nodded but didn't speak.
Li Zehui raised his hand, gesturing for him to bring over the report.
