Mu Lian raised her head and, to show that she was not afraid, stared straight at Bai Yu, as if telling him that she was not looking at him, but at the teacher next to him.

Bai Yu glanced at Mulian from time to time, listening attentively.

The doctor next to Bai Yu had a typical Mediterranean hairstyle, with a few strands of hair that couldn't cover his hair and fluttered in the wind, revealing his scalp. His belly was slightly bulging under his white coat, but he exuded a steady aura, as if he was a big shot who was used to big scenes.

Mulian's eyes suddenly lit up, and she suddenly realized a business opportunity. She immediately opened her mobile phone and selected a business to cooperate with. She wanted to start a wig business. More than half of the people in the entire hospital were customers. In response to the national call, it was recommended that doctors start a side business. This was a very promising thing no matter how you looked at it.

Mulian immediately placed an order for fifty wigs, each for 55 yuan. She planned to sell them at a lower price since they were all acquaintances and saw each other every day. She wanted to get an auspicious number and sell them for 666, making a small profit of 611. It was too cheap and not worthy of the status of every director, deputy director or future director.

Mulian was full of passion and motivation. Even when she was on night shift, she was immersed in the scene of being half-dead by the money.

Bai Yu sat opposite Mu Lian, feeling very worried, so he went out to check on the ward. He didn't know how many times he had to check on the ward in a day.

After Shizhu saw Baiyu leave, he looked at Mulian, who was grinning from ear to ear with a twinkling look in her eyes, and asked, "Junior sister, are you thinking about your boyfriend?"

Mulian was interrupted, "Brother, what's the point of having a boyfriend if you don't have one? It's better to work hard and earn money. It comes quickly and reliably."

Shizhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately moved his chair next to Mulian, sitting next to her, as if he wanted to whisper something to her, very intimately.

Mulian was a little confused. She subconsciously glanced at the empty door and leaned back slightly. Suddenly someone entered her safe area, which made her a little uneasy.

Shizhu shook his head, looking like he knew everything. He stood next to his junior sister with a serious expression, reliably denying Mulian's idea. "Junior sister, you see, you've never been in a relationship before, so you don't understand the joy of love?"

The joy of being in love? What kind of joy?

Mulian was puzzled. Could the joy of love be greater than making money? Is this true? How could she not know this?