Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 448: Racing Robot VS Medical Robot!

The old man smiled warmly and said, "Hello Xihe, please have a seat."

Qin Xin, not standing on ceremony, calmly sat on the sofa opposite him. "Hello, Mr. Wolf."

Indeed, her judgment was correct. To meet Wolff, participating in the racing competition was the right choice.

Wolff and the racing team were indeed intricately connected.

All that talk about a low-profile family and an ancestral medical equipment business was just a façade for the outside world.

A family involved with robots could never truly keep a low profile.

With a benevolent expression, Wolff looked even more like Santa Claus than Principal Zhou’s portrait. "Xihe, today we in Asia lost to someone talented like you, and we’re convinced of your superiority. Come, Dancer, pour a drink for Xihe."

Qin Xin lightly pressed down on the rim of the glass with her hand, blocking it. "Sorry, I don’t drink. After all, alcohol will disrupt my programming."

Everyone present was startled.

The Dancer was astonished that someone dared to refuse Mr. Wolf’s toast.

Matthew was shocked. Could it be that Xihe, like him... also had a program? A robot working according to a program?

Wolff was overjoyed. A robot—he knew Xihe was also a robot.

No matter how smart a robot was, it would inadvertently show a flaw. Look, not drinking alcohol was one of them.

He was determined to claim this amazing racing robot for himself.

As long as he found experts to modify a few small programs, he could make her recognize a new master.

Wolff gave the Dancer a look.

The Dancer immediately switched to juice. "If the lady doesn’t drink alcohol, then juice it is."

Qin Xin lazily moved her hand away. "Okay."

Wolff thought to himself: Robots are so stupid—they can’t handle anything beyond their programmed settings.

She can’t drink alcohol, but she can drink juice that’s been poisoned?

As Wolff continued to toast Qin Xin, urging her to drink more juice, he casually talked about the local customs and culture of Asia, like an enthusiastic host, persuading Qin Xin to stay a few more days to fully experience the unique scenery of Asia.

Qin Xin listened half-heartedly, smiling, "Okay."

Then she lifted her eyes and casually said to Wolff, "Mr. Wolff, forgive my boldness on our first meeting. Is there some... issue with your cardiovascular system?"

Wolff paused with the wine glass in his hand. "Xihe, what makes you say that?"

Qin Xin replied, "It’s nothing, I just thought you’ve had a heart bypass surgery and should drink less."

Wolff suppressed the frenzy in his eyes. "I’ve had a heart bypass surgery, and almost no one knows, not even my daughter. How did you see through it, Xihe?"

Qin Xin said plainly, "It’s too easy and too obvious."

Wolff held his breath, unable to contain the fervor in his eyes.

Could it be that Xihe was not only an amazing racing robot but also an advanced medical robot?

This was truly a treasure trove!

"Xihe, how did you figure it out? Tell me about it."

Qin Xin stood up nonchalantly. "How I figured it out isn’t important. What’s important is that your bypass surgery wasn’t done well. That doctor’s skills were too poor. Your vessels are still blocked, causing you poor sleep and frequent chest tightness. Isn’t that so?"

Wolff couldn’t agree more. "Exactly! Damn it, that doctor charged me hundreds of thousands and didn’t do a good job! Xihe, you’re so professional. Do you perhaps have a better surgical plan?"

When it comes to precision, robots truly are more adept.

If he could capture Xihe and claim her, he would not only have an amazing racing driver but also a family doctor available 24/7.

Wolff looked at Qin Xin as if looking at a pile of gold.