"Ah? Dr. Zhou, you're back?"
"Oh, just came back to take a look."
"Dr. Zhou, that..."
"Alright, I did bring a few."
"Aha! Dr. Zhou, you're amazing!"
UCLA Medical Center is huge.
But sometimes, it feels quite small.
The extremely large indoor atrium was originally designed for better patient reception.
Yet as Sidney walked across the second-floor corridor, she furrowed her brows.
The noise from below was chaotic, and the key point was:
That guy is back!
Zhou Mo Sen, at that moment, was mingling with those nurses and female doctors.
The noise came from them.
And they seemed to be fooling around.
Hold on, it was that thing.
Even from a distance, Sidney could see clearly.
Zhou Mo Sen was holding several face masks in his hand.
Obviously, it must be his Dr. Zhou's Hyaluronic Acid and Gold Nutrient Mask.
Hmm?
Sidney remembered this name too well?
This...
