"Young man, who are you and where's your territory?" Howard Zhu scorned furiously at Jacob Ye as he got up from the ground.
"I am a third-year clinical resident, waiting for my impending graduation." Jacob Ye said with a genuine look on his face.
"Hah, so you're just a poor kid. Do you think you're good enough for Molly? Howard Zhu was suddenly relieved and he laughed, his rival turned out to be nothing but a puny student. Obviously, he hasn't seen how much damage this one could do.
"Either way, it's not your decision to make." Jacob Ye grinned.
"Do you even know who I am? My dad's the Chief Physician of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. If you'd like to still have a place in Oakland's medical field, you better get the hell out of my way." Howard Zhu scorned evilly.
"So your dad is the Chief Physician, but what does that have anything to do with you?" Jacob Ye asked. Then he said again, "You're you, and your old man is your old man. Don't get yourself confused."