"In terms of academics..."
"You don't think I'm bad at it, do you?"
"Of course not, it's just..."
"Don't worry, goodness, why are you suddenly so concerned about me?"
"Hmm..."
"Feeling guilty? You've ignored me for so long and now you feel ashamed, right? Hehehe..."
"Haha... maybe."
Zhou Mo Sen's last sentence was slightly awkward, but he said it on purpose.
Ashamed?
He wasn't really ashamed, but they indeed hadn't been in touch for a long time.
Yet, this couldn't be blamed on Zhou Mo Sen.
Alice's treatment at that time was very successful, and it was Zhou Mo Sen who had given the treatment plan.
But after the treatment ended, she was discharged quickly.
Since then, their contact had been infrequent.
Of course, it had been mentioned before that Alice went to study medicine.
Zhou Mo Sen got some information about her through certain channels; after all, studying medicine here in California must mean UCLA's School of Medicine.
