Still revising the draft!!! I'll look at it later! Thank you.
Yang Ping listened to everyone gossiping back and forth, and the heavy feeling in his heart from He Zijian's betrayal unknowingly eased a lot.
The lively, even trivial, atmosphere of the clinical ward was completely different from the highly tense, logically rigorous environment of the laboratory he had been immersed in lately, yet it was real and warm. This was the soil where he, as a doctor, was rooted, the scene where countless scientific research achievements would ultimately return to and serve.
"Alright, alright, disperse now, go about your own business." Song Zimo smiled and waved his hand, dispersing the growing crowd of "gossip enthusiasts," "The Professor is back to discuss official matters, not to listen to your gossip news."
