"Is there a problem? What's wrong? Do you want to go to the Olympics after the surgery or do you want to have a lot of things to do at home?" Su Yun asked in disdain.
"Can't you speak properly?" Chang Yue pushed up her glasses and looked at Su Yun unhappily.
"What's the problem?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I can't explain it clearly, it's just a vague feeling." Chang Yue said,"patient No. 13, bed 1. She's a 45-year-old female patient. Her condition isn't serious. Her lover ..."
Chang Yue mumbled as she spoke.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't explain it. I just feel that her husband's smile is too gentle, especially in front of the patient. It feels like an act." Chang Yue said,"maybe it's my illusion."
"It must be your illusion!" Su Yun said disdainfully,"you can't stand it when your family members are not good to the patient. They are too good to the patient, but you can't stand it. Why are you so hard to please?"
