Xia Micheng felt very sorry that she had lost her mother when she was only nine years old. Naturally, she didn’t have the opportunity to study and discuss medicine with her; this was the first time she had come into such close contact with her medical skills.
Mother’s medical skills were mysterious and profound like the treasure chest, while her current level could barely reach her mother’s third level.
Xia Micheng’s clear eyes were overflowing with firm yet shattered light. “I won’t go easy on it the next time I’m here!”
Dean Li Wenqing looked at Xia Micheng very fondly. He liked this girl not only for her medical skills, but also for her tenacity and courage.
Xia Micheng stood up and said, “Dean Li, thank you for coming to get me out of a fix this time. Also, Lu Xinang and I are just friends; don’t ever bring this up ever again. If Mr. Lu hears about it, I won’t be able to help you by then.”
Dean Li Wenqing felt a chill on his neck; he was indeed scared.