A spacious private room, large enough to host several tables.
"Come, come, come! Xiao Yang, sit here." Old Han called out as he saw Yang Ping come in.
He had left a chair next to him. It was supposed to be for Yang Ping, who had no choice but to sit there.
This central table was entirely filled with directors such as Director Han, Director Tian, Director Ouyang, Director Bai, Director Xiong of the Emergency Department, Director Pan of the ICU, the Anesthesiology Director, and the head nurse of the Operating room.
Neither Dean Xia nor Dean Sun had come. Probably this was just a casual gathering amongst doctors. It could get too formal with the leaders around. Director Han would probably meet them individually.
Yang Ping felt uncomfortable in such an environment, but there was little he could do. He sat silent, listening to their conversation.
