"Monk, you just saw us arguing, whose side are you on?" the Illusory Smell Author asked.
"Support what?" the red-robed monk asked.
"As for who Gu Ran should be with, we now have Dr. He Qingyan, Dr. Su Qing, and Dr. Chen Ke as the three candidates," the patient quickly replied.
"These people..." Su Qing sighed.
She felt that the phrase 'The psychiatric hospital is not a place outside the law' needed another line added to it—do not ship couples.
"I see." The red-robed monk put down his chopsticks, brought his hands together, thought for a moment, and said, "I think Mr. Gu is spirited, has a handsome face, and is full of energy. Three or four wives, or even five, six, seven, or eight, wouldn't be a problem."
"See?" The Illusory Smell Author introduced to everyone, "This is a high monk! Come on, Master, I toast to you!"
The Illusory Smell Author lifted his soup bowl as if it were a glass of wine.
The red-robed monk also smiled and raised his soup bowl, as if lifting a teacup.
