Once she arrived at the clinic and entered the office, Chen Ke was already there.
Having not seen each other for two days, as soon as they faced each other, both showed genuine smiles from the bottom of their hearts.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"It's a downpour today."
"August brings the downpours, September the typhoons, that's the summer in Haicheng."
"Do we get time off for a typhoon?" Gu Ran asked.
"My mom would even have you stay at the hospital to prevent the typhoon from affecting your commute and delaying patients' treatments."
"That's a reasonable arrangement," Chen Ke smiled.
"What was that thing you said?" Gu Ran asked He Qingyan.
"What?" He Qingyan was pouring herself some water.
"It's the 21st century, whoever toils for capitalism is our enemy; whoever works a day is our sworn adversary," Gu Ran recited.
"Depending on the situation, I might decide you're planning a rebellion," Su Qing, the representative of capitalism, said.
