"Dr. Chen! Dr. Chen!"
Huang Ting rushed into the psychological treatment room. Aside from Chen Yu, there was another person in the room.
"Miss Huang, the quality of the cloth shoes sold on River Street is not bad, right? Are they especially comfortable on your feet?"
Chen Yu gestured for Zhao Qiankun to wait for a moment before he approached Huang Ting, who was standing at the door.
"Comfortable, too comfortable!"
"Dr. Chen, that was really close," Huang Ting said incoherently. "Thank you! Thank you for saving my life!"
"It's good that you're safe," Chen Yu said with a faint smile.
"Your troubles are over. You don't have to worry about anything bad happening in the near future."
"If there's nothing else, I won't keep you here."
"As you can see, I have other guests here."
After saying so, Chen Yu glanced at the customers in the shop.
"Dr. Chen, this is the contract that President Yin gave you."
