Ji Xiuwen was puzzled.
Then he heard Wang Youqing's voice at the door: "Ji, come out for a moment, Dr. Lu is here, let me introduce you."
"Got it."
As soon as he heard Dr. Lu had arrived, Ji Xiuwen responded quickly, his expression slightly tensing.
He stood in the middle of the pharmacy shelves, not in a hurry to head out. He moved his gaze away from the shelves and carefully tidied his clothes, cleared his throat, and then walked out from the shelves.
However, his face still showed some nervousness.
It was different from when he had just graduated.
Back then, he didn't really think much of it. I always thought as a master's graduate from Zhijiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, landing a decent job at the County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine wouldn't be difficult.
In fact, Ji Xiuwen wasn't the only one who thought that way.
The majority of fresh graduates almost had this kind of mindset.
