When Qin Han arrived at the director's office of the First Hospital, Sun Pinghui and Xiang Muchun were sitting on the sofa enjoying their tea.
Seeing Qin Han come in, Sun Pinghui hurriedly said, "Come come come, Qin lad, come have a taste, it's the second brew, and the aroma is at its peak right now."
Qin Han took the teacup, took a small sip, closed his eyes, let the tea swirl around in his mouth, and then gulped it down with a "glug."
"Excellent tea!" Qin Han exclaimed sincerely.
As if fishing for praise, Sun Pinghui said, "How is it? Qin lad, I always think of you when I come across good stuff."
"Yes, and you always think of me when you have a problem," Qin Han replied indifferently.
Sun Pinghui pointed at Qin Han, looking helpless, and said to Xiang Muchun, "See, what did I tell you? This kid doesn't even say thank you."