"Him," the director's face showed no displeasure, only helplessness, "he's the only one who dares to do this."
"The favored one, huh? I can understand. Xiao Xu is indeed admirable in medicine; his professionalism is solid. Besides, whenever someone wants to swap shifts, they turn to Xiao Xu, and he always helps. He's definitely tired, so if he doesn't come to such meetings, then let it be."
"How old is he again?" The director estimated, "Twenty-eight, twenty-nine? Still single?"
"How come you've switched from business to his personal affairs? Still haven't given up on having him as your son-in-law?" The deputy director teased.
The director's intentions, like the heart of Sima Zhao, were evident, but he had never pressured Xu Shu, and more often, he appreciated the younger generation. Even such jokes were easy for him to digest, as he waved his hand to stop.
As they were speaking, Doctor Tan pushed the door open and came in.
