No matter whether he notices or not, she temporarily doesn't want him to know.
Fang Min and Yan Yajing were sitting in the break room drinking tea. When they saw her return, they jokingly asked, "Did your boss drag you away to have you as lunch?"
The single guys nearby were blushing and their hearts were pounding when they heard this. Li Juntao picked up the newly filled cup of water and left.
"Li Juntao, not staying for a bit?" Yan Yajing called out to him.
"No." Li Juntao walked past Shen Jiayin, who was just entering, without even turning his head, and exited the tea room.
Seeing this, Fang Min said to Yan Yajing, "Isn't he one of your subordinates? He acts like this towards you?"
"What do you expect? I'm only a half-hearted anesthesiologist director in name. Actually, you should know that the surgeons pick who they want for anesthesia—they hardly need me. As soon as he arrived, he was assigned to Yao Ke," Yan Yajing squinted her eyes, thinking of something.
