"The name of the hospital?"
Lin Jie demurred, "As per our previous agreement, I'm just a minor shareholder, the kind who doesn't even need to contribute financially. You all can decide the hospital's name, I have no objections!"
An Kexin insisted, "How could that be! You're the soul of the hospital; you must make a suggestion for the name!"
Lin Jie was a bit troubled then.
Although he was filled with medical knowledge, in other aspects, he'd mainly inherited some practical skills from Shen Lanruo, like car racing and language abilities. In terms of cultural refinement, his progress didn't seem particularly significant.
He mulled it over for a while and said, "Your surname is An, mine is Lin. This hospital is primarily our joint establishment; I propose we call it Anlin Hospital. The name is simple and memorable and has some significance."
An Kexin agreed wholeheartedly, "That's indeed a good name; I will formally report this suggestion to my father."
