He Juan was taken aback. "A–Mu?" He had not expected to hear this name coming out of Jia Molei's mouth. Wait a moment, last time, didn't the doctor tell him that…
Realizing how unsuitable it was to talk about private matters on the dining table, He Juan cleared his throat and said, "Let me talk to Doctor Jia for a while."
He stood up and signaled for Jia Molei to follow him. They walked to the back garden, and once He Juan closed the balcony door, he asked with a frown, "Didn't you say that he doesn't have much longer to live? How could he be working at a bar now? You can't be lying to me, can you?"
