When Xue Shuheng heard Li Xu's name, a wave of disgust washed over him.
'An insubordinate student like him, worthy of an academic exchange at the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?'
But he was a master of concealing his emotions and didn't let his inner disgust show.
He just shook his head faintly, his tone feigning the sorrow of a senior for a junior who had failed to live up to expectations. He said insincerely,
"Sigh, that student, Li Xu... How should I put it? Back in school, his fundamentals were never very solid. He was also overly ambitious and always looking for shortcuts. To be honest, his medical skills are lacking. Very mediocre."
"Huh?" Xiao Wang was stunned. "But... Professor Xue, I heard the Guanghe District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine hired him as an expert consultant. And his reputation outside the hospital seems quite good."
