Lu Jinyang gave him a cold glance and pointed to Zhuang Shuqing beside him, "Take her to the orthopedics to change the dressing. Never mind, go to your office, and call someone to your office to do it."
Five minutes later, in the office of the dean, Zhuang Shuqing was rendered speechless by Lu Jinyang's anxiousness, unable to utter a word as she looked at the doctor before her.
On the way to the office, she told him several times that there was no need for such fuss, but he didn't listen to a word.
The orthopedist was almost in tears, "Dean, she won't speak, I simply can't tell if she's recovering well." The man called dean seemed somewhat troubled and looked towards Lu Jinyang, "Mr. Lu, what do you think about this…"
"It's Mrs. Lu."
"Mrs… Lu?" The dean was struck like by thunder. When did the young Lu get married?
Lu Jinyang glanced at him indifferently, "Li Yan, when did the quality of doctors in your hospital start to decline so much?"
