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Please, just because your injuries are improving doesn't mean you can be discharged from the hospital, okay?
And who, like this one, thinks painkillers are food to be snacked on?!
The doctor attempted to persuade Lin Wu with determination, "Miss Gui Hong, your injuries really shouldn't…"
Lin Wu glanced at them.
The doctors: "...…"
Suddenly, they were at a loss for words.
The doctors, necks stiff with resistance, tried to advise her again, "In your case, you need to stay in the hospital for at least another month…"
Lin Wu stretched out her arm to grab a pear and, bringing over the fruit knife to peel it, said indifferently, "You all know what my teacher Erpiaojian does, don't you? He taught me one thing—he said dissecting a person as a doctor is no different from peeling fruit. If I wanted to be a doctor, do you think the dean would refuse me? Don't worry, I have self-awareness. I won't treat patients, but I do need some...practice."
