Inside the hospital room.
Mia Ginger lay there bored for a while.
The nurse came to remove the needle, and Aurora Cooper urged her to sleep.
But Mia couldn't sleep.
She slightly turned her head, looked at Aurora, and softly inquired, "Mom, how old is Dr. Jackson who performed my surgery?"
"Why do you ask?" Aurora was slightly stunned, looking at her with curiosity.
"I'm just asking casually," Mia smiled, "He seems very young, already a chief physician, and I heard some nurses call him Professor Jackson. He can't be thirty yet, how is he already a professor?"
"The Fourth Hospital is teeming with talent, he's not the only young professor there," Aurora said nonchalantly.
"Do they all look as handsome as him?" Mia wrinkled her nose, glanced at Aurora knowingly, "Well, surely not."
Aurora: "..."
"Probably none of them are as gentle and patient as he is," Mia thoughtfully added another line.
Aurora was simply speechless.
