The corridor after the lecture hadn't cleared yet,
Young doctors gathered around Ivan for autographs, while media reporters tried to intercept him for interviews. Ivan dealt with each of them, moving forward politely yet firmly.
Director Lan from the plastic surgery department walked beside him, helping to separate overly enthusiastic followers, as he guided Ivan to the plastic surgery ward for a visit.
The elevator ascended to the exclusive plastic surgery ward. As the door opened, the atmosphere was distinctly different from a regular ward. This space resembled a meticulously designed environment, with walls painted a soft beige, corridors lined with pre- and post-surgery comparison photos, and a soothing, woody scent filling the air instead of the usual pungent disinfectant odor.
In the doctor's office, students brought out some classic case files.
Ivan sat down and slowly browsed these cases with Director Lan's assistance, hoping to receive his critique.
