After Li Xiao left, Liu Meng in the office couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Zhao, who was that just now?"

Although Liu Meng hadn't been in the ward for long, she'd never seen Zhao Heng being so polite to anyone. Even when the dean or vice-dean visited, Zhao Heng's attitude remained indifferent.

But just now, Zhao Heng's attitude towards this handsome gentleman was something Liu Meng had never seen before. She became curious. Who was this person to make Zhao Heng act so differently?

"You're talking about Li Xiao?"

Zhao Heng asked.

"Yes, you mentioned he's a Go player?"

Liu Meng nodded and said.

"He's Li Xiao, a 9-dan Go player, one of the world's top players."

Upon hearing Liu Meng's comment, Zhao Heng couldn't help but emphasize.

Simply describing Li Xiao as "a Go player" seemed insufficient to Zhao Heng.

"Do you like playing Go, Dr. Zhao?"

Liu Meng asked surprisedly. In her impression, people of Zhao Heng's age generally liked watching videos or playing games. Those who liked playing Go were often in their thirties or forties.

Of course, this was the first time Liu Meng realized Zhao Heng had a personal hobby. Previously, she thought he was the kind of genius who treated work as life itself.

"Uh-huh, I learned a bit during university, but I've mostly forgotten it now."

Zhao Heng replied.

Go is ultimately a sport. If you don't play against others for a long time, your proficiency will automatically decrease.

If you don't practice for a day, you lose your touch. That's how competitive games are; reality isn't a game where accumulated proficiency stays untouched.

"There's a Go streamer becoming popular on Bilibili recently, it's quite nice."

After pausing for a moment, Zhao Heng recommended.

"Dr. Zhao, you have time to watch streams?"

Liu Meng was surprised; she knew Zhao Heng was busy with many things in the ward and did lots of work in the anesthesiology department.

And at Yanjing University School of Life Sciences with Professor Li Hongwei, plus post-graduate studies, Liu Meng was aware of this. There were also things she didn't know about, like the software Zhao Heng was collaborating on with Wang Yaoqing.

With so much going on, his days were indeed packed tightly.

"You have to balance work and life, you know, a little bit of self-regulation."

Zhao Heng replied.

"I can play Go, but can that Go stream really be entertaining?"

Liu Meng questioned with some doubt. Go isn't like League of Legends, where even total novices can catch the gist.

Take professional Go matches, for instance. Not only are they difficult for complete novices, even seasoned fans sometimes don't understand what's happening.

"It's not mainly about Go; it's about the person streaming."

Zhao Heng contemplated and said.

With streaming, the content isn't the most crucial part. Some people simply have the talent for streaming — a tiny matter can be discussed with enthusiasm, captivating listeners.

Strictly speaking, this is a type of performance talent, similar to acting.

In psychology, this is considered a theatrical personality, commonly referred to as "performer," lacking such traits makes full engagement in streaming difficult, let alone achieving major success.

"Hearing this from you, Dr. Zhao, I'm a bit intrigued. Who is the streamer?"

Liu Meng, listening to Zhao Heng's words, felt a bit interested. In her free time, she watches streams, mainly sales broadcasts, since items bought during streams are occasionally cheaper.

"War Eagle, Li Xiao and Ke Jie, they form the Go abstract trio known as the Go 299 Studio."

Zhao Heng laughed and said.

This 299 Studio idea was introduced by Ke Jie during a livestream and was quite amusing.

Clearly, Ke Jie has done quite a bit to promote Go, his vision is unmatched by many.

"Hmm, I'll check it out when I have time."

Liu Meng nodded.

As they were about to discuss more, Tian Zhen entered from outside and said to Zhao Heng, "Dr. Zhao, the airport hospital transferred a patient, emergency needs you to attend."

"Mm."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"Dr. Liu, let's go take a look."

After a pause, Zhao Heng told Liu Meng.

"Okay."

Liu Meng stood up, filled with anticipation.

There were many aspects of Zhao Heng she wanted to learn from — diagnostic methods, disease judgments, treatment innovations. Learning even half of these she knew would benefit her greatly throughout her career.

Additionally, people didn't openly discuss it, but she knew many hoped to study under Zhao Heng to absorb his skills.

Though Zhao Heng was younger than Liu Meng by a few years, technical skill wasn't defined by age.

If that were true, you could directly apply for promotion just by mentioning your age, which would make Liu Meng's advancement from resident doctor to attending doctor much easier.

Soon, the two left the office and headed to the reception room.

Upon entering the reception room, Zhao Heng immediately saw a pale young man with furrowed brows and a look of pain lying on the transportation bed. Next to him stood a young woman who appeared to be his girlfriend.

Beside them was emergency resident doctor Xia Tian.

"What's the patient's condition?"

Zhao Heng asked the emergency resident doctor Xia Tian.

"The ambulance just arrived, and I just got the patient off the ambulance. But the airport doctors who sent him said he had experienced headaches, fever, and vomiting since getting off the plane."

Xia Tian quickly replied.

"Alright, Dr. Xia, I'll handle it."

Zhao Heng nodded.

After Xia Tian left, Zhao Heng asked the young man lying on the bed, "Tell me everything that's bothering you."

The young man tried to respond, wanting desperately to speak, but only managed a "sizzling" sound from his throat.

"Doctor, he hasn't been able to speak for several days."

The young woman standing beside him said anxiously.

"How long has he been unable to speak?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng furrowed his brow and asked.

Loss of speech typically stems from two main causes: one is vocal fold edema affecting speech, the other is a lesion in the brain's language circuitry.

Both conditions, whichever it may be, are quite serious.

"It's been a week; he was like this when we were in Jeju Island."

The young woman continued, though her face was full of worry.

"Jeju Island? Are you returning from Korea? Besides not being able to speak, are there any other symptoms?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng's brow furrowed further as he asked.

"Well, there's the fever, and he throws up every day; it started with headaches."

The young woman recalled and said.

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