The elevator doors opened, he walked out, heading towards the operating room, the lady by the gate was surprised to see him: "President Huang, you haven't been here in a while."
"Where? I'm here now." Huang Jiacai moved effortlessly.
"Professor Yang's surgery?" the lady asked.
Huang Jiacai nodded: "Professor Yang's surgery!"
The lady said: "In the third operating room, just went in."
Huang Jiacai thanked her, changed shoes, and walked to the changing room. He put down the box, donned the surgical outfit, wore a hat and mask, tightly wrapped himself up. Then he picked up the box, pushed the door open, and went inside.
Doctors and nurses bustling in the corridor, all wearing surgical outfits and masks, walking briskly. A nurse saw him, smiled and greeted: "President Huang?"
Huang Jiacai nodded in acknowledgment; some were old acquaintances, and some he couldn't recognize.
