In Yan Jun's eyes, Ye Tianxin was the perfect woman. He was willing to give up everything in the world for Ye Tianxin. She was his goddess.
"Is she really a doctor?"
The doctor was embarrassed to have thought badly of Ye Tianxin earlier on. He had doubted her professionalism.
He should not have been prejudiced against the oriental girl.
He was a doctor by profession.
Yet he knew he could never wield the surgery knife as expertly as well as Ye Tianxin. She was so skillful and natural during the operation.
"She's the best doctor in this world."
Yan Jun thought that Ye Tianxin was indeed the best doctor in the world.
Only she could heal him of his sickness.
He thought of her day and night. No one could cure him of his lovesickness except Ye Tianxin.
"She is a genius."