Faced with such a strong doctor, Zhu Wenxin frowned helplessly. "Well, Xiaoyang, you and Duan are waiting for me outside the door."

Xiao Yang nodded and looked at the middle-aged doctor. He always felt that he was a little abnormal, but there was no other way but to go out.

Duan Ziliang looked at Xiaoyang with a dark face, and it was going to rain.

Standing outside the ward door, Duan Ziliang looked at Xiaoyang with a somber face and said, "What class are you in?"

Xiao Yang could feel Dao Duanziliang's hostility to himself, so he felt a little uncomfortable, just glancing at him slightly, without raising his head:...