A simple word from him could save us a lot of trouble...
"Qiqi, isn't this the hospital where Xiao Meng works? Why don't you ask him to have a colleague get us a number? That's much better than us waiting in this long line."
On a weekday, the First Municipal Hospital was packed with people. From the registration windows onward, every area of the outpatient building required queuing.
Jiang Ruoqi looked around, curious. This was her first time visiting Meng Shang's workplace on a regular workday when everyone was at work.
It wasn't much different from most hospitals. The cardiothoracic surgery clinic was in the middle of the third-floor waiting area, with mostly elderly patients or middle-aged people accompanying seniors.
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