Pfft!
She hadn't expected this kind-looking military medic sister to have such a sense of humor. Lian Qiao smiled and saluted her, then turned and let out a long sigh, stepping lightly towards the injection room.
Her posture was elegant and graceful as she walked in measured military steps.
A signature Lian Qiao smile hung on her lips, charming and beautiful—
Indeed, she was Lian Qiao.
Durable, pressure-resistant, enduring everything others couldn't... What was a little period?
Not long after, she returned to the confidential department. This time, Bu Yanan didn't scold her as soon as she arrived, but simply looked at her coolly, her indifferent lips parting to spit out a string of words.
"Superficial efforts only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. The boss isn't here, you don't need to act like you've been abused; nobody feels sorry for you!"
True to the words of an officer, she managed to define Lian Qiao's efforts as superficial without wasting a single extra word.
