"Then I'll make a call and call my friend too." Someone hurriedly took out his cell phone and prepared to call.

"Damn, how many people are you injured?" The person next to him was full of disbelief. Can you still call someone for such a thing?

Is he seeing a doctor or preparing to fight in a group?

In the waiting area not far from the treatment room, several interns and regular students sat inside, playing with their mobile phones bored.

"You said Director Fang was full and overcrowded? We had to let Dr. Fang come to the disposal room at all. We had no chance."

"Yes, I just sutured two patients yesterday, and I was thinking about suturing one more today. Unexpectedly, Dr. Fang came and couldn't get enough of the insertion."

"I'm still interfering, and the nurses don't come, we're all forgotten." Someone complained.

The emergency department now has extrahepatic division and orthopedic division, and there will be other departments in the future. So now newcomers also have surgery. Originally, newcomers wanted to go to the disposal room to practice, but now they are well, and there is no chance at all.

"Director Fang, don't be with Director Fang, be careful to be heard by Dean Fang."

"We'll just complain in private, no one will complain, right?"

"I hope this afternoon, I still want to practice my hands more and see if I have the opportunity to learn from Dr. Fang."

"Come on, I will be content to be assigned to the extrahepatic division by then. I don't want Dr. Fang's medical team."

"Hey, it's boring. What is Fang Zhuxiong doing? He asked the great god to steal our newbie's life. I've never seen it like this before."

"Yes, Dr. Fang has more sutured patients and it will not affect us, so the impact will be great."

"Director Fang."

A group of people were talking, and someone suddenly stood up and greeted him tremblingly.

"What President Fang?"

Someone turned his back to the door, and thought someone was joking: "Stop making trouble, how could President Fang come here?"

"Director Fang."

Several people stood up at the same time, greeted him tremblingly, and turned around when the person with his back to him, "I'm a god."

At the door of the waiting room, Fang Haoyang stood at the door with a cold face, and his body was almost blocking the door. Fang Zhuxiong's burly was not something he could do.

The group of people were almost scared, but Dean Fang suddenly came.

Come here to eavesdrop?
Chapter completed!