The doctor watched Wen Xin's casual departure with surprise. Accustomed to encountering geniuses at the research institute, he had never seen anyone so arrogant.
He wondered if her skills were genuine or just a facade. If it was the latter, he felt compelled to expose her.
Following the nurse back to Gu Xiang's room, Wen Xin took a small medicine bottle from her backpack, pouring out a pill and placing it into Gu Xiang's mouth.
Instantly, the room filled with a faint aroma of traditional Chinese medicine, startling the nurse, who hadn't expected Wen Xin to be a practitioner of traditional medicine.
"Can I assist with anything?" the nurse asked. When the nurse smelled the fragrance of the Chinese medicine, she was certain that Wen Xin really had medical skills. The fragrance of the medicine would not lie.
"Prepare some alcohol for me. I need to disinfect," Wen Xin requested.
"Right away," the nurse responded, hurrying to fulfill the request.
