Haidong University Hospital, Dai Zhengguo's private office.
Dai Zhengguo, Gu Yu, Lin Xinyue, and a middle-aged man wearing a round cap and a Zhongshan suit gathered in the office.
Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue sat on the stainless steel stools to one side, while the middle-aged man with a square face full of officialdom was chatting and laughing face to face with Dai Zhengguo across the desk.
"Haha, with Dr. Dai on board this time, our medical ship can count on the addition of another skillful miracle doctor," the middle-aged man said happily, bursting into hearty laughter from time to time.
"Far from a miracle doctor, there are more skilled doctors on the medical ship than I can count on both hands, Old Yang, don't go around making me sound better than I am!"
Dai Zhengguo just smiled and shook his head without taking up the middle-aged man's flattery.
