Suxin put a jug of wine and a cup before Zhou Junpeng. Li Junyue noticed the light red plum blossom on the bottle, under which was a woman dancing with a sword. The bottle before him, on the other hand, had only the pattern of elegant plum blossom and no woman dancing with sword. Li Junyue quietly scanned his surroundings. Realization dawned on him suddenly.

“Have a drink, Physician Li!”

The wildness on Zhou Junpeng’s face was replaced by humbleness. Li Junyue picked up his cup and saluted the man before taking a sip of the wine. His smile was faint, but his eyes were piercing. He was waiting for Zhou Junpeng to show his hands. The man wouldn’t have introduced himself for no reason. He must be up to something.

“I’ve approached you tonight for nothing other than befriending you, Physician Li!” Zhou Junpeng said with a faint smile. Under the wavering candlelight, his face faded in and out of the darkness, while the obscured obsession in his eyes remained unchanged. What he wanted the most was to get close to Linhai Hospital.

“We may be brothers...