The 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, the students had mostly left the hospital, all on holiday.
Chen Gong also completed his rotation, ready to leave.
During this time, the competition within the General Surgery department had reached an intense stage.
The scoreboard in the doctors' office changed every day.
Yet, Ye Aiguo still hadn't surpassed any of the team leaders.
That day.
After Chen Gong arrived at the hospital, people like Zhao Lei and Han Shifeng were not in the office.
They didn't even come for the handover today, which surprised Chen Gong.
"Where's the director?"
Chen Gong couldn't help but ask Zhao Xi.
Zhao Xi shook her head, "I don't know."
"What's up?"
Chen Gong smiled, "I'm about to finish my rotation and wanted to say goodbye to the director."
On hearing this, Zhao Xi fell silent.
After several months together, Zhao Xi had grown accustomed to Chen Gong's presence.
