What Wang Chuan called his "grassroots approach" was simply to find a few more people to help convince that old hardhead, Lo Jun.
This was tantamount to staking his own reputation on Yan Feifan, and the department heads at the Affiliated Hospital were all extremely protective of their good names.
On the drive to the Affiliated Hospital, Wang Chuan mulled over who might be willing to believe in Yan Feifan.
'Qin Ying was a definite yes. What about Qee Sheng?'
'Mr. Liu should be fine too.'
'Chen Yu…'
When lunchtime arrived, Yan Feifan walked out of Qin Ying's medical research office and saw that, aside from a handsome guy waiting for Yu Suye with a bouquet of flowers—a man clearly possessing both persistence and a thick skin—Ge Xianghui was also outside the door.
Yan Feifan couldn't help but tease Yu Suye, "After all this time, I'm finally not alone. Someone's waiting for me!"
Yu Suye laughed, her smile like a blossoming flower.
