Mrs. Ma carried her MK bag out unhappily. She did not leave immediately. Instead, she found a chair by the corridor and sat down, thinking carefully.
As the wife of director Ma, she usually did not need to bring her brain with her when she went out. After all, she preferred places like beauty salons, teahouses, and shopping malls. Even if her brain was scalded, the waiter would gently hold it with his hands.
It seemed that the hospital had a slightly higher requirement on the brain.
Madam Ma quickly adjusted her head to the state of consciousness she had when she worshipped Buddha. Then, she took out her cell phone, found director Lei’s number, and dialed it.
Director Lei had worked in the medical affairs department of Yun Hua Hospital for many years and had done many things for Madam Ma. It could be considered that he had left an impression in Madam Ma’s mind.