"No problem!" Si Fuqing gave an OK gesture. "I wouldn't mind if you sent me a photo as proof of my excellent taste."
The dinner was quickly finished.
Feng San escorted Yu Xiheng to his study.
"Uncle Nine, who exactly taught Miss Si her medical skills?" Feng San wondered aloud. "She can perform brain surgeries that even Dr. Lin couldn't, and she can treat legs as well."
Though both are medical fields, orthopedics and neurology are completely different.
Yu Xiheng's expression was cold and distant. "If you really have nothing else to do, go water the plants."
Feng San swallowed the rest of his questions and quickly exited the study.
As an underling, his status was evidently low.
Maybe he should buy Yu Xiheng some clothes too?
It seemed like a feasible idea.
**
The next morning, Si Fuqing arranged leaves for Xu Xiyun and Xie Yu, and the three went to the private hospital.