Doctor Zhang's performance at work convinced Xie Wanying that the envelope she saw probably wasn't a red envelope.
The surgery for Yazhi ended at three in the afternoon. Xie Wanying escorted the child back to the ward, exchanged a few more reassuring words with his father, and then returned to the doctors' office.
"Come on, time to eat." Luo Yanfen placed the reheated lunchbox in front of her and handed her a pair of chopsticks.
Xie Wanying repeatedly said, "Xie Xie."
"What are you being polite for? We have our departmental written exam today, and I'm really leaving. Don't forget about me after I leave," Luo Yanfen said, winking at her playfully.
It turned out that Teacher Xiao Sun was too busy in the ward today and didn't go to the operating room because she was proctoring exams in the ward.
"I won't forget you, Doctor Luo," Xie Wanying said with certainty. How could she possibly forget a colleague with whom she had shared both joys and sorrows?
