Back to the office.
Mr. Zhong was still there.
Chen Cang then remembered that the old man seemed to be here for something.
"Academician Zhong, it's been a busy morning, I didn't get a chance to entertain you. Let's have a simple lunch together!"
Zhong Ran nodded: "Hmm, let's go to the cafeteria, I'd like to see how the hospital's cafeteria is."
Hearing this, Chen Cang responded with a "hmm": "Alright, I'll take you there."
After twelve o'clock, the road was crowded, and occasionally you could see a few foreigners speaking twisted Chinese.
Old Mr. Zhong couldn't help but chuckle: "It's getting better and better."
Chen Cang couldn't help but say: "Still a long way to go."
"I know my own abilities. Although I can do well as a director now, I'm not yet capable of being a dean."
"The development of the Provincial Second Hospital is a long road, needing someone with vision, ability, and boldness to be the dean."
