State People's Hospital, Emergency Department, Senior Titles Office.
Xiao Zhaoxi took the cigarette handed over by Tian Zhiliang, snapped it on with a click: "Zhiliang, what do you think of this Xiao Lu? He's been with you for two days now."
Tian Zhiliang rubbed his bald head and tapped it with his index finger, his expression slightly bitter: "Director Xiao, you've handed me a trouble."
"What do you mean? Is he not useful?" Xiao Zhaoxi spoke with a cigarette in his mouth, the end bobbing as he talked, holding a phone in his hand, scrolling up and down.
"It's not that he's not useful; he's actually a bit more remarkable than the rumors suggest."
Tian Zhiliang thought seriously for a moment, then spoke formally: "Director Xiao, the surgery in the general surgery department a few days ago, although it wasn't publicly shared, there have been quite a few rumors within the hospital."
