Xie Luan had just heard Yan Xi say that she had blood cancer, so she asked around a little and found out the time.
Chief Xie tapped the armrest with his thumb, feeling bored. A moment later, he hummed.
After a pause, he said, “Thank you.”
Xie Luan looked a little embarrassed. “You’re welcome. It’s my duty to help you. Besides, you’re the one who deserves it...”
When he and his wife were senior researchers at the XIHE research institute, they often brought their smart and precocious son to the institute.
Eight or nine years later, the fourteen-year-old Xie Chang wanted to join the Xihe Research Institute and write a recommendation letter for himself. In fact, he was a little nervous and felt that the probability was not high.
Ever since his wife left, he had devoted himself to scientific research work, and his voice in the XIHE research institute was getting weaker and weaker.
