"How could that be?"
Chief Physician Zhu rebutted; this old man now had an appearance of earnestness, but in reality, Tang Yuxin knew him best—he was just like a ruthless landlord, eager to squeeze every last drop of oil out of her.
"My vacation has already been delayed by a half month."
Tang Yuxin spoke very seriously, and she did not want to joke with him.
If he didn't grant her leave now, she wouldn't be polite about it.
"Yuxin, how about going next month? Look, the weather next month is also very nice, right? It will be more scenic and the climate more pleasant than this month—so many more advantages."
"I won't."
Tang Yuxin huffed as she refused.
"Yuxin, there are still a few surgeries..."
The chief physician really felt too aggrieved. How could his experience as chief physician be like this? In other hospitals, doctors held the utmost respect for the chief physician, yet in his hospital, how did such a tyrant appear?
