After Xiao Jiao finished speaking, she looked at Mo Qiang whose expression was as if thunderclouds had clapped right on her head. She then quietly questioned, "Tell me honestly, Mo Qiang. Is this research more important than your sister and your family? Do you want to lose them over something like this?"
Though Xiao Jiao agreed that the research was indeed important that did not mean that Mo Qiang should forget everything dear to her and continue working. If she continued to act like this then she would only lose everything that mattered more than the research.
After all, the work of a person was indeed remembered but more than that, the kindness and compassion of a person were remembered even longer. Mo Qiang did not understand it, but she remembered her orphanage director who took her in and let her study even though the orphanage was struggling.
