Some speculate that Xiang Dahong has no shame, and to get Lu Cheng to connect him with others, he's even forsaken his basic dignity.
"Is this true?" Wu Xiang really doesn't have much energy to pay attention to what the young attending doctors in hand surgery are doing.
"Uh-huh!"
"Director Xiang actually did that, and the rumors are flying, with quite some credibility." Dou Kongyue nodded.
Wu Xiang instantly became furious: "So what have you been doing?"
"Do you think Xiang Dahong, who became a director at such a young age, has steel in his head?"
"Do I have to feed everything right into your mouth, only for you to open up and eat it?"
"Huh?"
Wu Xiang's sudden outburst left Dou Kongyue at a loss: "Director Wu? You wouldn't want me to learn from Brother Hong, would you?"
Wu Xiang looked down, continuing to fiddle with his phone: "Yeah, you're noble, you're amazing, how impressive is Deputy Director Dou Kongyue?"
