In an instant, the atmosphere grew tense as drawn swords and bent bows.
All held their breath, watching the two people at the center of the vortex.
Nan Yu's clear eyes carried no emotion, colder than a millennium-old glacial ice.
She parted her red lips lightly, "Is Vice Chairman Gu afraid of losing to me and tarnishing the 'Ghost Doctor's' reputation?"
Gu Chuxin stared into those eyes, which slowly overlapped with the eyes of her junior sister from three years ago.
Even though she could hardly remember her junior sister's face, now she clearly recalled the same fierce determination in her junior sister's eyes.
The thing she hated the most was a pair of eyes like that!
Gu Chuxin arrogantly said, "You, you are not even qualified to compete with me in medical skills."
"If you want the mask, I will have my assistant deliver it to you afterwards. If you don't, then just throw it away."
Without further attention to Nan Yu, she turned to look at Qi Fenghao.
