Hearing this, Shen Zhiyi’s face darkened.
She thought of a patient she was in charge of two years ago. That disgusting playboy actually boasted shamelessly that he was going to faint from needles and had to hug her before he was willing to give her an injection.
The director could tell what she was thinking from her expression. “You’re thinking too much. This patient just doesn’t want to show his face.”
Shen Zhiyi nodded. As long as it didn’t involve her, it didn’t matter what kind of eccentricities she had.
“I’ll bring you over now. You should take a look at the situation first.”
“Okay.”
The two of them arrived at the special ward of the Orthopedics Department. After the director knocked on the door, a low and hoarse male voice came from inside. “Come in.”
When she pushed the door open, Shen Zhiyi immediately saw the thick gauze curtain hanging in the middle. The figure behind the gauze curtain was faintly discernible.
“Zhiyi, I’ll leave this place to you.”
