Local time, six in the afternoon, twelfth floor of the teaching building, restaurant.
Ever since Yan Xiaobei confirmed that Catherine's wound was healed by himself, Doctor Shire was caught in an unbelievable and passionate dilemma, looking at Yan Xiaobei with eyes as blazing as the sun in the sky.
Unfortunately, Yan Xiaobei couldn't feel any warmth at all, but rather felt an eerie chill.
"I simply can't imagine that there is such a miraculous healing technique in the world."
He kept repeating this sentence to express his amazement and the shock he felt, looking at Yan Xiaobei as if seeing a living saint.
"I've always been devoted to scientific development and medical science, and I truly can't imagine that there is such a powerful medical method in the world. A frog in the well, I feel like I'm just a frog in the well." He marveled, shocked, staring at Yan Xiaobei with indescribable eyes, flattering him, making Yan Xiaobei's skin goosebumps.
