Mingxin Hospital Surgery Ward
Dean Gao had suddenly appeared in the afternoon to inspect the surgery ward.
All the surgical staff lined up neatly in two rows on either side of the corridor, extending into the doctor's office. As Dean Gao passed between the welcoming ranks, he smiled and greeted each staff member individually.
Su Yide hid behind the others, his face slightly lowered. Previously, he had loved to stand out in front of leadership, excelling in flattery, and Dean Gao, knowing his lineage, had also treated him favorably, seemingly intent on supporting him. After all, Su's father had donated to the hospital's charity fund, of course, also for the sake of securing his son's position within the hospital.
Now, with the Su family's downfall, his parents were held in prison. Su Yide didn't know where to put his face.
