How could she say something like that with a straight face?
Elder Huang sent Tang Chuxia out to rest while he and Old Zheng went into the office, discussing who knows what.
Now, Round-faced had temporarily become Tang Chuxia's assistant, and with a complex expression, she hummed a tune, attempting to tiptoe around anyone who almost bumped into her.
It seemed that in such a sorrowful place as the hospital, she could still live quite cheerfully.
If Round-faced didn't have such strong mental fortitude, she would have suspected Tang Chuxia had gone mad.
Humming songs in the hospital? What was she thinking?
Tang Chuxia hadn't gone mad; she just found it interesting.
Healing and saving people had never been in her consideration. She loved a carefree life, loved being among crowds, but today she realized that experiencing something novel she had never done before was also quite thrilling.
