The following morning, the soft sunlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating Jiang Yuzhu's face.
She slowly opened her eyes; her clear pupils reflected the brilliance of the window. She touched her head and realized her head wasn't heavy and uncomfortable with a hangover.
She sat up, slightly tilting her head, and noticed a pillow and blanket on the sofa.
Unable to prevent a small smile, she prepared her things and went straight to work.
In the white corridors of the hospital, busy medical staff bustled about.
At that moment, Wang Ran rushed over and said to Jiang Yuzhu in front of many people, "There's a very important surgery today, I need an experienced assistant."
At this point, Wang Ran was a little awkward. After all, her previous hostility towards Jiang Yuzhu had been quite significant.
Jiang Yuzhu stepped forward, meeting her gaze, "Doctor Wang, if you don't mind, I'd be glad to be your assistant."
