San Diego Center Hospital.
This hospital may not be as big as the UCLA Medical Center, but it has its own restaurant.
Zhou Mo Sen and Dean Carlos were dining in the restaurant like old friends.
Of course, neither of them had any real interest in the food in front of them.
The look in their eyes as they stared at each other was very complex.
"Dr. Zhou, is all this your doing?"
"What do you think?"
"It seems that most people, when they do something bad, choose to hide."
"Oh, that's interesting. How should we define the 'bad thing' in your words? Is something bad just because you think it is? Or should a matter be judged by the universal principles of this world?"
"Universal principles? Do such things exist in this world?"
"So, with you, Dean Carlos, the judgment of right and wrong is based solely on your assessment?"
"Of course! Anything against my interests is bad; is there a problem with that?"
"No, as Dean Carlos, you are entirely entitled to make that judgment."
