The withered Doctor Yuk eventually didn't choose to go to the restroom.
Yuk Jian suppressed the discomfort in his heart: "Where do you live, I'll take you home."
Chuzheng: "Aren't you supposed to be on duty?"
Yuk Jian: "..."
One must be responsible for their words.
Chuzheng pierced another jab: "Besides, didn't you say you're not used to others sitting in your car?"
Yuk Jian scrutinized Chuzheng for a few seconds, realizing she was being sincere, not implying anything else.
In the end, Yuk Jian didn't know whether to be angry or speechless, he advised her to be careful in the tone a doctor uses with a patient, and then left.
Chuzheng sat for a while, then left the café. As she stepped out the door, a figure blocked her path.
"Xiao Chu!"
Chuzheng looked up, and it was her ex-boyfriend who hadn't been seen in a while.
Han Jing apparently hadn't slept well, with dark circles under his eyes, looking at her with guilt and remorse.
