Taking advantage of a rare moment of leisure, Zhang Xiaofan went to the clinic to see a few sick villagers from other villages.
Zhang Xiaofan felt that he might rarely be able to stay in the clinic in the future.
This way, it would become inconvenient for the villagers again.
Just like these past few days, when he was in the village, many people wanting to see a doctor found it inconvenient.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan thought of Miao Yuchen.
Zhang Xiaofan took out his phone and directly dialed Miao Yuchen's number.
After several rings, the call connected.
"Beautiful Dr. Miao, do you have time for a chat?"
Zhang Xiaofan asked directly.
"Master, you finally remembered this disciple of yours."
"You don't know how much I've missed you recently."
Hearing that it was Zhang Xiaofan, Miao Yuchen was as excited as a child.
She sure didn't look like a doctor at all.
"I don't believe it, if you missed me, your master, why didn't you take the initiative to call me?"
