Zhang Hao pushed heavily on the driver's shoulder with a slight sense of dissatisfaction.
With a hand over his mouth, the driver chuckled, "Say, everyone talks about how great your charm with women is, yet you don't seem to like hearing it. I wish I could be like you, but alas, they won't even glance at me properly. Where could I possibly go to make my case?"
The two returned to the hospital, and Zhang Hao went straight to his office to continue his shift as if nothing had happened.
It wasn't until it was almost dawn that Zhang Hao began to pack up his things, preparing to finish his shift.
Leaving his office, he happened to pass by Ma Jun's ward.
As he walked by, he leaned in slightly and saw Ma Jun propped up in bed, holding a phone as if he was about to make a call.
In that moment of hesitation, Ma Jun looked up and saw Zhang Hao.
"Doctor Zhang, I can't get in touch with that girl anymore, can you think of a way to help me?"
