A sudden heavy snow covered the entire town in white.
Although it was already may, it was not strange for it to snow in May in a place like Westwood. Not to mention may, it was common to see snow in June.
Otherwise, why would they say that a family is extremely rich and that those with fur don't count?
In the past, heavy snow could make herdsmen go bankrupt. Seeing the herds of cattle and sheep freeze to death, his heart swelled with anxiety.
Liu xuzhi had just finished his surgery. He walked out of the interventional surgery room and stepped on the snow, feeling nervous.
He was in the process of resigning, but things were not going smoothly.
Su Yun had already asked him a few times why he had not gone to the capital, but Liu xuzhi was too embarrassed to say that he had encountered a problem.
Twenty years ago, when Liu xuzhi started working at the People's Hospital of Xilin town, he had gone out to study for half a year.
