"Let's go, Ziwei."
The two of them came alone.
They didn't even bring assistants.
Mainly because the two of them could keep each other company.
Moreover, bringing assistants would be a bit troublesome, especially since celebrities with assistants are easily snapped by paparazzi.
Their target is too big.
Coming alone is a little better.
"Uh-huh."
Lan Ziwei nodded.
So, the two of them walked into the Provincial People's Hospital.
One went to the ENT department, the other went to check the rheumatology and immunology department.
Early this morning.
"Doo doo doo—"
Zhang Lingchuan's phone rang.
[Yin Xiaoxiao calling...]
It was marked as a call from Yin Xiaoxiao.
"Hey, Xiaoxiao... What's up??"
He quickly answered the call, curious as to why Xiaoxiao would call during work hours on a Friday; it's unusual.
"Dr. Xiaochuan, do you remember that chubby guy who choked on rice and you saved him?"
Yin Xiaoxiao inquired from the other end.
"Uh... I remember, what's up?"
