Xiao Yifei appeared relatively relaxed as he spoke to Zhang Wencai, looking as if the breeze was light and the clouds were calm—seemingly not at all reflective of the terrifyingly accurate diagnosis he had just made, which demanded both mental and physical prowess. Yet, behind Xiao Yifei, accurate and precise bleeding points, as if drawn by a computer, appeared on Liu Jiao's head.
"What are you pretending for? I want to see how you handle things when they go wrong! Wait till something happens, I will take you down!"
Zhou Yuan cowered in the corner, gnashing her teeth in jealousy.
"Hello, I am Zhang Wencai." Zhang Wencai extended his hand to Xiao Yifei. However, as a distinguished doctor of the new generation, Zhang Wencai held a sense of pride in his heart.
