"Senior Yoo, this misdiagnosis is very normal because the patient himself hid the fact that he ate hot pot," Xie Wanying said.
"How did you figure out he ate hot pot?"
"His accent is from Mountain City."
Kang Mingzhu's palm patted her shoulder, "Next time you intern in internal medicine, come to my Ward Five."
"Can I decide on that?" Xie Wanying asked.
"You submit an application to the hospital saying you want to intern at our Ward Five," Kang Mingzhu advised her.
"So there's a trick to it?"
Whose voice was that? Kang Mingzhu and Xie Wanying looked up.
Huang Zhilei stood by their dining table, chin resting on his hand, looking down at the two of them thoughtfully.
"Senior Brother, when did you get here?" Kang Mingzhu exclaimed in surprise.
"Just now, I heard that you're trying to lure the junior sister to your department," Huang Zhilei adjusted his glasses as he spoke to her.
