Long Yishin signed the discharge papers for Madeline Song. As a physician, she had done a great job in keeping the woman alive and eventually, back in shape. However, as a sister, she felt like a failure.
"Yishin." Suddenly, a deep voice called out to her.
She swiftly turned to the person, her flowy skirt dancing as her d'orsay heels pivoted the floor.
After containing her shock, which lasted for only a couple of seconds, she had her indifferent face again. "Yun-ge."
"Thank you...for everything." Long Yun had a sincere smile.
"It's part of my job." she brushed it off.
"Please don't misunderstand us. We're not teenagers who are only playing. However, we are still not ready to push this through into an ideal setup. Please don't think that she has a bad personality. She is the woman I love. I hope you respect that."
"Hmmn." Long Yishin nodded. "Old dogs can't learn new tricks. Adults are harder to teach than children. It's up to you." She kept her indifferent expression.
