In the ICU.
There were a few people standing in line outside the door. They were chatting softly, making the lonely lights less eye-catching.
The Old Houseman had received Zuo Cidian’s direct order, so he was in a good mood. When he reached the door, he asked with a smile, “Can we go in now?”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m looking for department director Huo.”The old houseman still wanted to see the surgery patients performed by foreigners, but there was no need to elaborate.
The person in charge of the registration was a new intern. He raised his head and recognized the person. When he realized that the person was not the department director that he had seen in the photo, he said in a relaxed manner, “If you want to see department director Huo, you’ll have to queue up. Please sign your name.”
The old Houseman lowered his head and saw the thick register. On the cover, the words “Huo Congjun”were written directly. He could not help but frown. “How long will we have to wait?”