The nurse looked at Su Lan with a somewhat strange gaze.
There were not many people who knew about Ye Shaohua's intervention that night.
But everyone in the hospital knew that a big shot had arrived—an esteemed doctor from the South.
This heavy hitter had commandeered the hospital's laboratory and treated the Dean with utter indifference.
Proud to an extreme degree.
But after all, this was the Southern doctor, a mythic figure on the international scene for so many years and never once in decline; these nurses and physicians still worshiped him immensely.
The more they inquired, the more they understood that this Southern doctor was indifferent to everyone except for Ye Shaohua, whom he greatly respected and whose advice he readily followed.
In fact, not just the Southern doctor, even the Dean and several masters of the Military District Hospital held Ye Shaohua in high regard.
Consequently, these doctors and nurses admired Ye Shaohua immensely.