Qinghe's face changed dramatically, and suddenly she looked sorrowful as she took a more conciliatory approach, "Teacher, I know how hard it is to get such an opportunity even without you saying it. Since I chose this major, I obviously did it with a sincere heart. But now, someone in my family has fallen ill, and my thoughts can't be on going out. Even if I did go, my mind would be elsewhere, worrying about my family. You know how dangerous those places can be. If I'm not focused, and something happens, my father only has me as a daughter."
Thump, why did he feel an urge to cough up blood? He looked skeptically at his quirky student. Was it really necessary to be so dramatic? Sure, there's some danger involved, but it's not like one couldn't make it back, he thought, finding it rather alarmist.
Seeing his obvious disbelief, Qinghe hastily nodded her head, indicating that everything she said was true.
