"Patient Five, please come in," Zuo Cidian called out. The old man who was resting with his eyes closed and his family patients who came afterward immediately rose and entered the consultation room.
There was a pot of devil's ivy hanging on the left side of the wall of the consultation room. On the right side, a pot of spider plants was hung. Such a lively sight was hard to come by in the hospital.
Ling Ran sat behind his office desk. He looked young and handsome as if he had just stepped out from a movie.