Yang Ping smiled faintly. It was truly Xiao Su who understood him best. With such a caring wife, he could wholeheartedly devote himself to the field he loved, and that was happiness.
With this special talent, Yang Ping wanted to maximize his contributions to medicine, not wasting this exceptional ability.
"How has Miyuki been lately? I haven't been to the hospital for a while," Xiao Su asked.
Yang Ping hadn't really noticed Fujiwara Miyuki. If Xiao Su hadn't mentioned her, he would almost have forgotten that she was still at Sanbo Hospital for further studies.
"If you hadn't brought it up, I would have forgotten she was here for training. Why, haven't you two been in touch?"
