Yang Qingyin didn't say anything else, but smiled and kept silent.
Once in the car, she spoke again, "But I think you can help them a bit."
"Oh?!" Luo Ziling was a little surprised.
"401 Hospital is one of the top hospitals in the country. People at the level of my grandfather and your grandfather would definitely go there if they were sick. It gathers the best doctors in China, with medical resources richer than any hospital, domestically or internationally. If you gain fame here, it might be more useful than in traditional medicine circles. After all, the patients here are of very high status."
Although Yang Qingyin's last sentence repeated the idea she expressed earlier, Luo Ziling completely understood her point.
"Well said, if I can use this platform, I could gain greater fame in the medical field." Luo Ziling laughed, "In the future, I'll find an opportunity to get in touch with them properly, aiming to win their respect and help."
