She pretended to be generous and insightful, pretending to understand Yu Minglang's work very well.
But her heart still felt suffocated.
Chen Xiaoqian, you understand the theory, why can't you do it? How can you truly understand Ming Lang?
If she feels suffocated every time he leaves, then what's the difference from her past life...
If she continues like this, her emotions will be controlled by a man, and even when he leaves, she will still miss him. She doesn't like herself like this. If she can't find herself, how can she treat her patients?
How long can such feelings last? That's a tough question.
A hundred kilometers away from the county town, in the mountains, Yu Minglang was assigning tasks to his staff.
"For the next ten days, we'll be investigating in the mountains. We must find the problems that have arisen in this project. Do you understand?" Yu Minglang said firmly.
Those who came with him were his trusted subordinates.
