"Yes, yes, thank you, Dr. Xie. My son is visiting today, and I'll bring him to see you," Mrs. Guo said.
"There's no need; I'm not the specialist from the Hepatobiliary Surgery department. It would be better for a doctor from that department to explain the patient's condition to you in detail."
"No, no, that's not it. I'm bringing him to thank you," Mrs. Guo insisted.
"There's no need for that; it's my job."
"Just to meet you, you know, my son is single."
Ah? Xie Wanying was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, as a doctor, I don't play matchmaker—"
Mrs. Guo: …
The sound of Mrs. Guo's laughter suddenly came from the cell phone. Probably Mrs. Guo was so happy about her husband's improvement, Xie Wanying thought, and she hung up the call. Turning around, she was met with three pairs of surprised eyes staring at her face.
Shi Xu covered his mouth with his hand, almost bursting into laughter.
