Meng Yao said softly, "So many people have been in this operating room, and we’ve added so much equipment. It needs to be thoroughly sterilized."
"That’s going to take a lot of time and effort."
"Ye Lin and I can just grab a bite at the cafeteria."
The young nurse, Ye Lin, quickly chimed in, "That’s right, Mrs. Meng and I will be fine with a quick meal."
"Work comes first!"
While Yan Feifan was considering this, Wang Chuan spoke up. "I’ll have Jio Xin bring a few people over to handle the cleaning and sterilization."
He then explained, "Jio Xin never officially filed her resignation papers. She isn’t working at Zhiyin Medical Beauty anymore, so I took the opportunity to have her come back and manage the nursing staff for the center..."
With someone else taking care of the work, everyone was happy.
The group left the operating room, and everyone went their separate ways to take care of their own tasks.
When quitting time rolled around at six in the evening, Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan left the department head’s office together, ready for dinner.
However, as soon as Yan Feifan stepped out of the office, someone called out to him.
Yan Feifan looked up and saw a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties.
She had long, flowing hair and a pretty face, accentuated by delicate, light makeup.
The white coat she was wearing wasn’t a doctor’s, but the kind of sterile coat one wears in a laboratory.
Her small leather high heels went CLICK-CLACK as she approached with a stylish gait and introduced herself. "Hello, Mr. Yan. I’m Yin Ke, a Ph.D. student under Mr. Hao!"
Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment and asked curtly, "What is it?"
Yin Ke’s first impression on Yan Feifan was not a good one.
It wasn’t because she was Mr. Hao’s student, but because she was wearing makeup and high heels.
’As a medical student, no matter how much a girl cared about her appearance, she rarely had time to put on a full face of makeup.’
’Working in a lab, makeup was even more out of the question.’
’Any powder or foundation on her face could fall into a petri dish and cause contamination.’
’And high heels, of all things?’
’Doctors and nurses, men and women alike, lived in comfortable, breathable sneakers.’
’A fashion-conscious woman in this field would only wear high heels at home, or when she was out with friends or attending an event.’
’Judging by these details, I don’t think she’s a hardworking and dedicated medical Ph.D. student,’ Yan Feifan concluded.
Yin Ke, oblivious to the fact that she had already been judged unfavorably, smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, it’s like this. Mr. Hao asked me to come and discuss something with you..."
She put extra emphasis on the words "Mr. Hao."
After a brief pause, Yin Ke continued with a radiant smile, "Mr. Hao said that for the purposes of his research project, he needs a small office. It would make it more convenient for us to do our data analysis."
"He would like to borrow your office in the Little Red House for a while."
She added, "And Mr. Yan, to compensate you for the inconvenience, Mr. Hao specifically mentioned that you could participate in one of his sub-projects, doing some auxiliary research."
Yan Feifan replied coolly, "That office is very important to my work. I can’t lend it out."
"You’ll have to ask to borrow someone else’s office."
Yin Ke’s expression froze at his response. She then tried to persuade him, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Hao is leading a national-level research project. Can’t you make a small sacrifice to support it?"
Yan Feifan scoffed lightly. "If it’s such a major national-level project, you should seek support from the hospital president. I’m sure he can figure something out."
"As for my office, I really can’t lend it out."
Seeing that she was about to press the issue, Yan Feifan said bluntly, "I can’t make that sacrifice, and I can’t offer that support. There’s no need to say anything more."