In their respective minds, the meeting is over.

"Xiao Yang, come to my office, let's have a chat!" Seeing off deputy director Zhao, Ou Wenshan said to Yang Xiaotian.

"Good!" Yang Xiaotian answered.

They entered the president's office one by one.

"Sit down!" Ou Wenshan sat in his seat, pointed to the opposite seat and said with a smile. Then he took out a cigarette and asked, "do you smoke?"

Yang Xiaotian waved his hand: "thank you, no!"

"Ha ha!" Ou Wenshan smiles, lights his cigarette, takes a sip and says, "we're just a doctor in a small place.

In addition, there are two attending doctors, three assistant doctors, and then there are six nurses including sister sun and Tong Xin, which is more than enough in the city hospital.

Like now, there are two consulting rooms open.

One of them is still idle, no patients.

Can't it be more than enough?

Although some people know the identity of Yang Xiaotian, but Yang Xiaotian does not put on airs, and soon became familiar with some medical staff, especially because he is handsome, nurses are willing to talk with him more.

So he soon knew why Lao Wu was not there.