Tao Xingxing nodded in understanding: "I know you, I called Ming Jing once, and you answered."
"Yes, yes, it was me." Xiao Ying, no more than two years older than Tao Xingxing, loved to talk and laugh, and greeted them one by one.
Tao Xingxing glanced at the thermos in Xiao Ying's hand, and asked curiously, "Is someone in your family sick?"
Her father is the deputy director of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of this hospital. When she was a child, the hospital was like her second home. If she remembers correctly, the 5th floor is the Hematology Department where they generally treat blood diseases like leukemia, purpura, and lymphoma.
Xiao Ying glanced at Ming Jing subconsciously, sighed, and hesitated whether she should say anything.
Tao Xingxing smelled something unusual. Just then, the elevator reached the first floor, and Ming Jing's cell phone rang. Ming Jing apologized as she looked at everyone, and went aside to answer the call.
