"HanHan, Have you been well?" The man's voice was soft and had a gentle tilt to it.
Hanbal's eyes flashed to the ring on the man's finger and he thought he had a nice voice, he was rich and handsome, it was a pity that he was crippled. Even though he was crippled, Hanbal still felt like Mr. Xal's partner got a good deal. He was a nice man.
Hnbal held the handle of the wheelchair and began to push him, "I have been well. I am now in my final year and my exams are next week. If I pass, I would finally graduate as a healer and begin to work here."
Xaloc looked around the hospital, he had been coming here for twenty-three years, and it was not a bad place for Hanbal to earn a living. He raised his eyes and just to be sure, he asked, "So you are not thinking of switching to the Combat Department anymore?"
