Xiao Yue wiped the oil off the corner of her mouth before turning her head to gaze into Wu Chao Guang's smiling face.
"Oh, it's Brother Wu."
The man laughed. He went to sit with her, his lunch paper bag in his hands.
"It has only been a few days, but Xiao Ya has adapted well to the army life. Hearing you call me Brother Wu, it feels familiar but at the same time it also feels very out of line."
Xiao Yue smiled.
"Brother Wu is too polite. Are we not all brothers-in-arm in this war?"
The man chuckled.
"Well, you are not wrong. How are things going with the poisoning case?"
Xiao Yue who momentarily forgot about the poisoning case was immediately reminded of the two dead patients and the stagnant progress of her research. Gloom painted dark lines on her face.
"What's wrong?"
