Sun Xingyao looked at the child in front of him who hadn't graduated from university yet. Since he hadn't stepped into society, whether in speech or expression, there was a bit of foolish naivety. While this naivety might be good in some places, in the hospital, it was entirely unbeneficial.
With great interest, Sun Xingyao looked at Song Baiyang and said, "Little friend, I know you're just an intern. I was a bit touched seeing you stand up for Xiao Yifei, but you're being too foolish. If I say a word now, you could be leaving this hospital, and even Xiao Yifei might not be able to do anything for you."
"He might not even know that you lost your internship opportunity because of him, so why bother?" Sun Xingyao said to Song Baiyang with the tone of someone who has experienced it all.
