"Thank you." Although He Wuxue didn't really like Lin Mo, after all, he had saved Grandpa.
Lin Mo glanced at her, returned to his seat, closed his eyes, and finally said, "Next time you see me, remember to call me 'master'."
The slight fondness that had just begun to stir in He Wuxue's heart vanished completely.
Wei Ya checked on Mr. He again, and Mr. He's condition had stabilized. However, having suffered too much pain, he had fallen into a deep sleep and was temporarily out of danger.
The way everyone looked at Lin Mo also began to change.
Nobody expected Lin Mo to truly have the skills; he stabilized the old man's condition in just a few moments. As for Wei Ya, who had studied at Washington Medical College and had returned from overseas, he seemed more like a quack.
"Weiwei, once we get to Xiazhou Airport, let me accompany you to the hospital with Grandpa," Wei Ya said with a sheepish smile on his face.
