Before Su Nanxing left, she had arranged all matters in Mocheng.
She took care of the inpatients, outpatient clinic cases, and even the operating room issues.
Xing Ran really didn't want her to go.
With her around, the difficulty of surgeries always seemed to lessen.
Luckily, in recent surgeries, Luo Yewei had worked alongside Su Nanxing, and he was now quite clear about the acupoints used in acupuncture as well.
But, in Xing Ran's heart, of course, Su Nanxing was always a bit more reassuring.
She was determined to leave, and nobody could stop her.
Before leaving, Tang Ruoqing was all kinds of worried—food, daily necessities, clothes; she prepared two large leather suitcases for her.
Su Nanxing couldn't help but laugh and cry: "I can buy things over there, too, no need to bring so much, right?"
"Other things, maybe, but some are definitely better locally in Mocheng. What if you crave something and can't find it there?"
Su Nanxing had no choice but to let her be.
