As Arielle was unfamiliar with the innumerous students that they mentored, she was a little concerned about being recognized. Klaus’ expression was indecipherable under his surgical mask. He extended a hand and greeted her in Ustranasion, “Hello, I’m Dr. Jankowitsch. Are you the patient’s family?” Arielle sighed in relief that he did not recognize her. She was about to reply when Carter interjected. “Do you understand Ustranasion, Ms. Moore?

He’s extending a greeting to you. I can help translate if you can’t.” He did not think her Ustranasion would be any good, considering that she grew up in the countryside. But to Carter’s astonishment, Arielle started to converse fluently with Klaus in Ustranasion while also interspersing their exchange with some profound terminology like “acupuncture”, “moxibustion” and “neurasthenia” which stumped him.

Not only did Arielle understand Ustranasion, her command of the language might even surpass that of those specialists who tutored him at home throughout his formative years. Carter could feel his own face burning up. Just as Carter was mired in self-conflict, he heard Vinson whisper in his ear, “Didn’t I tell you not to underestimate women?” Never mind speaking Ustranasion, women could literally carve out his face when they got serious.

motive. Carter took in a deep drawl to settle his own emotions. He supposed that some people just had a knack for picking

when she does fail to cure the patient, she’ll only end up embarrassing herself. Of course, Carter had nothing personal against Arielle. It was just traditional Chanaean medicine that he was skeptical about. Hailing from a family of modern healthcare

skills was practically non-existent. Over the other end, Klaus pulled down his mask

to make things difficult for her, but because he knew that she had no relation with the patient right from the start. His code switching also conveyed a shift in attitude toward her. “I’m sure that we’re meeting here for the first time,” Arielle replied.

to sift through his own memories when he felt Jordan bump against his arm. “Man, you’d best be trying something else cause this method of hitting on girls has long gone out of style in our country. But nope. You still have to get in line.” “Get in line… to do

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