Qin Yutong said, "A physician has no right to choose their patients. Every life deserves respect. We cannot investigate who someone is or what they have done before saving them. Whether they are good or evil, and what end they deserve, is for Heaven alone to judge. All we can and should do is save people to the best of our ability. Someone who does not respect life is unworthy of being called a true physician."
This was the first time Hu Xiaotian had heard such noble sentiments. Qin Yutong's words were practically a model of medical ethics. He nodded, seeing her in an entirely new light. Not only was her medical skill superb, but her wisdom was extraordinary as well. He smiled. "For the sake of those words, I'll agree to your earlier request."
Qin Yutong said, "Thank you, but I've lost interest now." With that, she turned and walked into the room.
Hu Xiaotian stood there in a daze, once again tasting what it was like to press a warm face against a cold backside. He shook his head, then suddenly snapped his fingers. "You've got personality. I like it!"
When Yan Nujiao came out, her eyes were already a little red and swollen from crying-tears of joy, of course. Her brother had just woken up, though only briefly, before falling unconscious again. According to Mister Meng, he was out of danger now. His life had been saved.
Facing Hu Xiaotian again, she no longer showed her initial hostility. She said softly, "There's nothing more for you to do here. You can go."
Hu Xiaotian had discovered that most women changed their faces faster than they turned pages, and Yan Nujiao was no exception. He smiled. "Miss Yan, haven't you forgotten something very important?"
Yan Nujiao said, "Once