Nanjiang Medical University focused on its medical division but it was not the only major faculty in the university. The faculty of liberal arts here was also famous in the southern region. From the quick glimpse of Jiang Yao's gentle outlook, Wen Xuehui presumed that Jiang Yao was probably admitted to the liberal arts faculty.
"Same as you." Jiang Yao pointed to the book retrieved from Wen Xuehui's bag and chuckled. "I guess you're also a medical student."
"You're so brilliant!" Wen Xuehui exclaimed. Then, she scratched her head awkwardly and thought to herself, 'Phew, it's fortunate I didn't say out loud that she is a liberal arts student. It would be so awkward.'
Furthermore, Wen Xuehui discovered that Jiang Yao was very sharp and observant. She had simply taken the book out of her bag and placed it on the desk casually, and Jiang Yao had never touched it, but she noticed it and even knew of its contents.