Song Yanghao smiled slightly, a trace of emotion flickering in his eyes, "I'm here for a revisit. As you know, despite good recovery after surgery, I still need regular check-ups at the hospital."
Jiang Yuzhu looked at him, her eyes full of concern. She reached out and gently touched his face, a habit she acquired as a doctor and caring as a friend: "You're still in the recovery stage. You need to take good care of yourself and not let your body get injured again."
Song Yanghao caught the worry in Jiang Yuzhu's eyes and gave a small smile.
"I've always had a pretty good constitution, and I've been working hard to heal and exercise recently. Thanks to you, my body has almost recovered."
Song Yanghao coughed once, breaking the subtle atmosphere, and said embarrassingly:
"Doctor Jiang, tonight, if you are available, I would like to invite you to dinner."
