Where is your successor, jinglan?

Fang ruoxuan gave Gu Yan a pleading look, but the man's expression was cold and indifferent. He turned his head to avoid her gaze.

Even Li Chu, who was usually the most easy-going person, lowered her eyes and looked at her toes, pretending not to know Fang ruoxuan's existence.

"I'll wait then." Fang ruoxuan was not convinced.

She even had to wait outside to see what kind of Vixen was in the operating room. They would wait for her to come out before they dealt with her!

After a short commotion, the corridor returned to silence.

Fang ruoxuan was wearing a white coat and walking around in the corridor. She did not stop for a moment, and the swaying was so dazzling and annoying that Bo Li Cheng could not help but frown.

"Ring ..."

At this moment, Bo Yucheng's phone suddenly rang.

He took out his phone impatiently. In a bad mood, he wanted to hang up the phone directly, but when he saw that the caller was from continent S, he picked up the phone.