Bai Xiao didn't mind; she couldn't expect everyone to like her.
After all, she was here to work at the hospital, not to win people's affection.
She had intended for An Zhiyuan to wait for her at the table.
An Zhiyuan disagreed, insisting on helping her fetch the meals.
Bai Xiao arrived at the service window, where the canteen staff on duty said apologetically,
"You've come late, only steamed buns and some shredded potatoes are left, everything else is gone." This attitude was already quite amiable.
It was mainly because Bai Xiao had a first-class meal ticket.
Under normal circumstances, even if there was no food left, with a first-class meal ticket, the canteen had to make an exception and cook something up, but he had just seen it. When this Dr. Bai came in, their section chief merely nodded, without even a greeting.
