"Oh no, not at all, how can you make me sound so terrifying!"
Xiao Yifei felt a bit embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was not as Zhao Ziguo claimed.
Seeing Zhao Ziguo stand up for him, Xiao Yifei was very pleased, but he felt some things were better kept secret. The lower his profile, the less likely his Clairvoyance would be discovered—after all, it was his means of establishing himself!
"Big brother! Look at you, still being modest!" Zhao Ziguo looked at Xiao Yifei, opened his mouth to say something more, but upon seeing Xiao Yifei glaring at him suddenly, he shrank his neck and dared not speak anymore.
"Ha Ha! Old Zhao, stop with the pretense!" Qian Wu had shared life-and-death experiences at Jiang Mingquan's house with Zhao Ziguo, and even though his position was lower, his manner of speaking was still casual, "What do you mean 'you all will treasure Doctor Xiao like a panda'? If he comes to our hospital, we'll value him even more!"
