Chang Li knew that Fu Yisi was very attentive to Ji Sang, which is why he dared to say such words.
His face was full of smiles, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked at Fu Yisi, already imagining how this always dignified man would beg him, and his smiling lips were somewhat uncontrollable.
And Fu Yisi, with hands in the pockets of his white coat, looked at Chang Li as if staring at an imbecile. The thin indifference in his eyes gradually made Chang Li's smiling lips recede.
"Cough, cough..."
Chang Li cleared his throat and gave Fu Yisi a sidelong glance while straightening his clothes.
"Don't be so serious."
He reached out to open a drawer, and took out the treatment plan he had devised for Ji Sang, tossing it directly into Fu Yisi's hands.
"You are questioning me."
Thinking that he, a renowned and top-ranking young psychology expert in the country, was actually being asked by a layman to review a treatment plan.
