Zhang Hao stood at the office door with his hands in his pockets, listlessly watching everything that happened in the corridor.
Ma Ling, who had just been scolded by her father, came out of the ward; Zhang Hao gave her a gentle smile as a greeting.
Ma Ling quickly adjusted her state, at least she no longer looked so bedraggled on the surface.
"Doctor Zhang, I'm sorry for making a fool of myself in front of you."
Zhang Hao shrugged, "Everyone has their own set of problems. If it really doesn't work out, consider changing jobs. Although the pay is slower, it can save a lot of trouble."
Ma Ling had thought about this solution before, but while it was easy to say, it was hard to do.
Her father's monthly care at this hospital alone cost thousands of yuan, which was already much cheaper than higher-level hospitals.
Apart from these expenses, the family still needed to live, and all things considered, it wasn't cheap.
