After waiting a little longer and seeing no patients in internal medicine, Liu Banxia cheerfully slipped in.
"What are you up to?" Looking at his expression, Xu Hui instinctively sensed danger.
"Nothing much. I've just been busy the past few days and haven't had time to chat with you," Liu Banxia said.
"With that expression, you're like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken. Spit it out, what's up?" Xu Hui asked, suspicious.
Liu Banxia gave him a thumbs-up. "Brother Hui, you really don't miss a thing. It's this teaching business; it's been giving me a headache. Can you clear up some doubts for me?"
"What can I help you with? Internships in internal medicine are different from those in surgery. We need to accumulate experience. Can it be done without a sufficient knowledge reserve?" Xu Hui questioned.
