"Doctor Ling, there are no more patients that require sutures for now." When Wang Jia returned to the treatment room again, there was no one behind her.
"No one else?" Before Ling Ran could speak, Chen Wanhao stood up, feeling rather despondent.
Wang Jia said, "All the ones remaining are either internal medicine cases, or those with more complicated conditions."
"How complicated?" Chen Wanhao asked, still unwilling to give up on the chance to continue practicing his skills.
"There's a child who swallowed his toy. Doctor Huang has already been at it for half an hour. Do you want to go and help?" Wang Jia exerted her authority as a young nurse and glared so fiercely at Chen Wanhao that Chen Wanhao drew his neck back.
"Is the swallowing of a toy considered a serious condition?" Wang Zhuangyong felt that he could take on a few more cases.
