"In a moment, you will all say that you are my distant relatives. Let me talk to Doctor Ling and have him suture you himself," Doctor Qu stood in front of the bed and spoke solemnly to Dong Xiaoning and her family.
The Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center had a large number of beds and was now far from full, which basically guaranteed that each patient could have one room to themselves.
Doctor Qu stood in the ward and puffed his chest out righteously.
If he wanted to do something, then he would see it through. Doctor Qu wanted to get the details of Dong Xiaoning's surgery set in stone, and he also wanted to see everything fall into place.
"Thank you, Doctor Qu, thank you," Dong Xiaoning's father thanked him excitedly, and he wanted very much to take out the money in his pocket to turn it into a red envelope.