“Shall we go to the hospital directly? Do you want to rest in the hotel for the whole morning?”Jiang Xilin sat in the car and asked Zuo Cidian with concern.
Zuo cidian smiled and said, “Doctor Ling always works before he rests. He goes to the hospital without any special instructions.”
“It’s not tiring to come here by private plane, is it?”There were only a few people in the car, and Jiang Xilin could not help but complain. He got up at five o’clock in the morning and took the economy class of the first commercial plane to come here. Then, he arranged for people to be picked up at the airport. Therefore, he saw the private plane landing, but he did not meet the tired crowd.
Zuo cidian wriggled in the back seat twice, but he still said, “It’s more comfortable, but it’s just so-so. We usually go out to operate flying knives, and we still take the ordinary business class.”
Jiang xilin mulled over the term “Normal business class,”and revealed a genuine smile on his face.