"Are you all busy? Which one is it?" Su Yun suddenly walked in. Feng Xuhui wanted to stand up, but Su Yun pressed his shoulders down and pushed him onto the sofa.
"The second surgery should be a teaching surgery." Feng Xuhui replied.
"Oh, that's still early. Little Hu, let me take a look at your data. " Su Yun went to Hu Yanhui's side and clicked on the mouse randomly.
Hu Yanhui was shocked. The other side was broadcasting. What if Su Yun clicked on something and the signal was cut off?
However, before she could stop Su Yun, she saw Su Yun pull up the data traffic page. That action was even more skilled than his own.
"Hmm, not bad. Little Hu, according to your imagination, when your President Peng is discharged, what price should I ask for?" Su Yun asked in a familiar manner.
Hu Yanhui's face was full of tears.
Brother Yun, You Can't Ask That even though we're close.