From his words, it seemed that Feixun was out of the picture.
Thus, Sister Wu served another bowl to Zheng Tong: "Doctor Zheng, you should have some too..."
"This is too cruel!" Feixun looked at Bei Ran. "Do you have to be so stingy, only three bowls of soup?"
"Stingy, huh! Fine, give Tong's bowl back!" Bei Ran huffed.
"Don't…" Feixun immediately smiled, "My wife is a doctor, and she works very hard. Thank you, Miss Bei, for the soup…"
At this moment, Yang Junyi handed the soup in his bowl to Tian Xin, "You work with computers all day, here, you drink!"
Tian Xin looked at him and smiled: "Don't be so polite, Ranran made this especially for the three Great Doctors, she would wage war with me if I drank it."
Tian Xin knew that Yang Junyi meant well, but he still wasn't quite fitting into their circle.
So, Tian Xin added, "Drink without worries! Ranran will make another pot of soup!"
