บท 353: A Pure Person

In the hospital director's office in Yun Hua Hospital.

A Malabar chestnut stared at the steady stream of luxurious cars outside the window, gently swaying its body. 

Even at full blast, the air conditioner was unable to ventilate the smoke in the room.

Huo Congjun observed the expressions and the movements of the people through the smoke.

The director of the Orthopedics Department smoked.

The director of the Medical Affairs Department smoked like it was his final act on Earth.

The director of the Department of Gynecology smoked.

The director of the Gynaeoncology Department smoked and rolled his eyes at the director of the Gynaecology Department.

The director of the Hand Surgery Director did not know how to smoke... what a pity.