The next morning, Qiao Yin went first to treat Gu Guotai, then immediately rushed to the hospital.
Upon arriving, she found that room 517 was already waiting outside her office door, quite aware of his role as a true assistant.
Qiao Yin smiled at him, "You know, having an assistant is actually quite nice. It makes this place feel instantly more upscale. I have a cooperation meeting later, could you prepare a pot of tea for them? You know how to make tea, right?"
Lu Shengqing nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, Dr. Qiao, I know how. I definitely won't let you down."
"Really? Your hands don't look like they're used to serving others."
"Making tea isn't really serving; it's simple, I know how to do it."
"That's good then!"
As Qiao Yin opened the door to her office, she said while walking in, "When I visited them before, their assistant also made tea for me. Now it's our turn to host, and we can't skimp on the formalities. We must serve the best tea."