"Yes, yes, yes. Divine Doctor Yang, quickly, accept it. Don't decline!"
Ren Pinghui took the bank card from Shen Yun and stuffed it into Yang Luo's hand.
"Alright, I'll accept it then."
Yang Luo smiled and nodded before putting away his bank card.
"Divine Doctor Yang, have you considered what I told you last time?"
At this moment, Tang Dexin walked over.
"What is it regarding?"
Yang Luo was stunned and could not process what the other party meant.
Tang Dexin rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "It's about coming to our hospital to be the deputy director…"
"Well…"
Yang Luo looked helpless and said, "President Tang, let's forget about this matter. I really don't want to be a doctor in the hospital…"
Tang Dexin was still indignant and said, "Divine Doctor Yang, why don't we do this? You don't have to come to our hospital to work. You just have to hold the position of the honorary deputy director. Your annual salary is ten million. What do you think?"