Yin Zhao got into the car, but he could still hear her cursing.
He started the car and drove towards the airport.
The cold wind kept pouring into the car, and suddenly Yin Zhao hit the brakes.
He couldn't bear to leave the hospital.
After serving it for so many years, how could he just give it up?
Yin Zhao wanted to take one last look before leaving the country.
The high-performance sports car turned around and headed straight for United Hospital in B city.
At night, the hospital was brightly lit.
Yin Zhao was stunned.
This place... wasn't it bankrupt and sealed off? Why were the lights on?
The white sports car slowly drove in.
On both sides of the main road stood countless angels in white and doctors in white coats, all waiting for Yin Zhao that night.
Yin Zhao parked the car and got out.
All around, there was applause.
Yin Zhao looked at his former subordinates and some of the patients he had encountered.
