Fuming, Mu Xiangwan pushed the door of the patient room open and stomped inside. She plopped down on the sofa, her chest heaving with agitation.
Su Chaoyang, startled by her entrance, quickly asked, "What's wrong? Who upset you?"
"Who do you think!" Xiangwan lifted her face, her beautiful eyes full of disgruntlement. "Su Chaoyang, we're transferring hospitals, today, this afternoon!"
From her words, Su Chaoyang understood. "Did you run into... Dr. Du?"
"Don't mention that person!" Xiangwan got up and poured herself a glass of water using the cup Su Chaoyang had been drinking from. It was only after she had drunk that she felt the anger in her chest subsiding somewhat. "I ran into her downstairs just now, and she actually had the audacity to scold me! I can't stand the sight of her!"
