"Gone that long?"
Wu Jun sat by the office window, leisurely smoking a Zhonghua, with a pot of Diao Lan beside him that already had three or four cigarette filters stuck in it.
To be honest, a week ago, Wu Jun didn't have the mood to smoke so leisurely.
Being the only forensic doctor in a county was genuinely exhausting.
Jiang Yuan placed the remaining red eggs on the table and said, "I went to the Image Investigation office to see them working on the imaging, and I gave them a hand."
"The work in imaging is also very troublesome," Wu Jun remarked to show he understood, and then offered a cigarette to Jiang Yuan, saying, "Take it easy, don't be so anxious. We work in the county, not for money, not for fame. What we can get is a slower pace of life, to live more like normal people, right?"
Jiang Yuan, hearing about living like normal people, couldn't help but smile slightly at Wu Jun and said, "We're forensic doctors now, can we really live like normal people?"
