Qiao Yin had no idea about all of this.
She drove back to the medical clinic to collect her own set of acupuncture needles and some commonly used medical equipment, and brought them back to Shensong Hospital.
Song Kaiyan had already arranged a private office and clinic for her. As soon as she got back, Song Zhu brought her a hospital-specific white coat.
"Doctor Qiao, your work badge is still being made, and it should be delivered tomorrow."
Qiao Yin thanked him with a smile, and then wore the white coat: "No rush, take your time with that."
"The hospital's signboard is also being remade, and the original ones above the entrance have started to be removed. On the media side, I have got in touch, and reporters will come for an interview tomorrow, then do a feature report on us."
Qiao Yin could not help but admire: "Doctor Song is so efficient, I have more confidence in our future collaboration!"
