Chu Yang frowned, "Is such a thing happening?"
Han Qingqing nodded, her eyes filled with fear, "I... I don't know what to do... Chu Yang, can you help me?"
Chu Yang said, "This matter is easy to handle."
"Let's go, I'll accompany you to the town health clinic to see what kind of person this surgical director who harasses you is."
Seeing Chu Yang agreeing to help, Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gave a sweet smile, and hugged Chu Yang's arm, "Chu Yang, let's hurry then."
"Hmm! We'll go in my car." Chu Yang responded.
He drove his motor-tricycle, with Qingqing sitting behind him, holding onto Chu Yang's sturdy waist, pressing her chest against his back, as the two of them left Yunxi Village and headed to the town health clinic.
They arrived at the town clinic.
People at the clinic had just started their shift.
"Chu Yang, wait for me a second, I need to clock in with my fingerprint." Qingqing said, entering the duty room to clock in.
Ah!
