Friends' Family Heirloom

Medical Center.

A hospital-wide campaign to expose colleagues was in full swing.

This was not only a summary of the colleagues who had been cultivating immortality—slacking off—within the hospital in the past, but also an outlook for the future.

That's right!

This kind of campaign would become the norm.

From now on, whenever hospital employees got the urge to eat a work meal in hospital wards, storage rooms, restrooms, lounges, imaging scan rooms, operating rooms, rooftops, meeting rooms, offices, cafeterias, or anywhere else, they would need to register it afterward.

Otherwise, if they were discovered, they would receive a public notice at best and be fired at worst.

And if they had failed to register, then should another case like Mark Sloan's sexual-harassment lawsuit occur, the hospital would not step forward on their behalf.

Monica was in excellent health, and so was Little Adam.

Thus, after completing a series of examinations, the three Bings left the hospital and returned to their happy little home.

Adam drove them there and back.

Because today was not only the Bings' discharge day, but also the day they said goodbye to the apartment.

Monica and Chandler, along with Little Adam, were moving to their detached suburban home to live a happy, leisurely small-town life.

This was one major task Chandler had completed during Monica's pregnancy.

Monica's apartment.

The friends had gathered.

"Why? Why? Why?"

The moment Adam and the others arrived, Joey, who had been waiting there, unleashed a string of questions.

"Don't be like that, Joey. You already know why."

Monica held Little Adam and smiled helplessly, then raised a hand to cover her mouth.

"That's enough!"

Seeing this, Adam cut in. "Joey, don't make Monica cry.

Why are they moving?

There are too many reasons!

I'll just name one.

Now that there's