บท 735: Quirk

"I'm looking forward to it," Lloyd spoke with a westerner's politeness and heaped on a smile as the top surgeon of the Anderson Cancer Center in response to Ling Ran's smile.

When such a handsome man smiled at him, what else could he do other than return the smile? Drop to his knees?

Boyle's mood was a little off. On the one hand, his colleague had been cured, and he had seen a surgery far beyond his own level, so he should have been happy. But on the other hand, he felt that Ling Ran was such a handsome and excellent doctor that he did not fit into Boyle's principles, which was really unpleasant. However, when he saw Ling Ran's infectious smile, Boyle obediently smiled back.

It was a habit deeply embedded in his life. In school, when a tall, handsome, and popular boy smiled at him, he would smile back to avoid getting his knees broken.

Ling Ran nodded again in a general direction. Then, he entered the operating theater to wash his hands.