Chapitre 829: Using Large Flames to Turn Soup into Stew

*Wee woo… Wee woo...*

The sound of the ambulance was like an alarm bell, and it had awakened the Emergency Medical Center from its slumber at midnight. 

Lu Wenbin opened his eyes wide and walked out soullessly from the treatment room. 

"If I have the same shift with Su Mengxue again, I'll cut my own hand and braise it." Lu Wenbin was so tired that when he spoke, it was clear that his mind had decided to abandon him. 

Zuo Cidian, who woke up early for work, was not surprised by this at all, and he pursed his lips. "I thought you don't believe in that sort of stuff. Are you superstitious? Do you feel superstitious now?" 

"Of course not." Lu Wenbin shook his head firmly. "If you work with Su Mengxue for night shift, you will be insanely busy. This is a fact that is more real than cooking mangoes in a hotpot. It can't be superstition."