Tang Jin thought for a moment, "That makes sense!"
After Yan Xia mentioned it, he really did remember something.
The day he regained his memory, while sleeping, he felt pain at the back of his head. When he touched it, he found a large bump.
Could it be that he really regained his memory because he had bumped his head?
After the meal, as several people were leaving, Yan Xia followed Tang Jin, "I have a favor to ask of you.
"You just say it." Tang Jin replied.
"I have a relative who will be coming to Jin City in a few days to see a doctor. Could you help me book an appointment with an expert from the Oncology Department at the Military District Hospital?" Yan Xia asked.
The Oncology Department of the Military District Hospital was the best, but the waiting list was deadly.
Online booking was gone in seconds.
"It's no big deal." Tang Jin readily agreed.
"Thank you so much." Yan Xia expressed his gratitude.
"Do we even need to say 'thank you' among us?"