Was it going to be stolen?
Huang Maoshi knew that the young nurse in front of him was rehearsing when he heard her incessant nagging.
Huang Maoshi could not help but frown.
This was not possible. The opportunity to sell good to Doctor Ling was too rare. It was not easy to get one, but was it going to be lost just like that?
Thinking of this, Huang Maoshi even complained a little about the young nurse in front of him.
‘you’re just a nurse. What’s the use of selling yourself to Doctor Ling? ‘is he able to raise your rank, or is he able to pay you more? He might as well let me be a pharmaceutical sales representative...’
Huang Maoshi was anxious and helpless. He was not a quick-witted person to begin with, so he was even more anxious now.
* Chi * .
The door of the operating theater in front of them had already opened.