The next day.
9 AM.
Zhao Heng sat in the doctor's office, he was on emergency duty today, waiting for consultations from various departments.
It was unclear when it started, but Zhao Heng's consultations were no longer limited to anesthesia, he was also involved in critical rescue, pain treatment, and even some complex cases.
However, Zhao Heng looked a bit unusual today; while he was diligently writing his paper, every now and then he would touch his waist.
Young as he was, could Zhao Heng already have a muscular strain in his waist?
As Zhao Heng was writing his paper, Xu Man Ni walked over to him with light steps and a cheerful face, gently resting her hand on his shoulder and said softly, "I'm getting off work early today, I'll go home and wait for you."
Since they were in the office, Xu Man Ni couldn't act too intimately.
But this was enough to make the other people in the office feel like they were eating a full scoop of dog food.
"Uh... today..."
Zhao Heng hesitated.
