Fatty had already sensed his fate of being eliminated but who doesn't struggle a little when caught in the whirlpool of fate?
Xiaobao sighed and said, "If my idol agrees to take you, then so be it. Who made us doctors all have hearts of compassion?"
Fatty looked eagerly at Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zhe said, "Whatever, I don't care."
So Xiaobao agreed to take him along.
After the teams were successfully formed, the instructor said, "Okay, now that everyone's teamed up, the team leaders can come and draw lots to choose their accompanying instructors."
The instructors were the row of tall and burly soldiers, standing tall and chest out, full of imposing presence.
Seeing them, everyone regained confidence in their scores.
Fatty then asked, "Who's the leader of our group?"
"That's definitely me! Who objects, who agrees? Raise your hand if you agree?" She was the first to raise her hand.
Fatty cautiously glanced at Jiang Zhe's expression and also raised his hand.
