All of a sudden.
The man at the door paused his steps. His phoenix eyes flickered with an inscrutable light as he turned back to look at the dean. His voice was very soft.
"Ah, yes, West City University. They proposed a special lecture and hoped to select an experienced doctor from our hospital to teach the students. If Dr. Fu does not go..."
"When?"
Dr. Fu Chi asked through pursed lips. For some reason, something about his atmosphere seemed different.
The Dean: "The day after tomorrow."
"Alright, I'm aware of it," Fu Chi nodded, then walked away.
The people in the conference room: "..."
"He agreed?"
"I suppose so..."
"Why would he?"
"How would I know!"
...
West City.
At noon.
The sun was at its most scorching. Everyone who returned from the playground looked exhausted, as if they were half-dead.
After taking a shower and changing their clothes, they all headed to the canteen for a meal.
