Shi Jingzhou was completely unreasonable, and he would misinterpret anything she said.
Qiao Zhiyi really disliked his twisted understanding of her words.
She patiently tried to clarify, "Don't misconstrue my meaning. I just think that as adults, there's no need to hinder someone's career prospects over nonexistent issues. Besides, his profession isn't for himself; the presence of a good doctor represents hope for many patients."
"You seem very concerned about his future," Shi Jingzhou said, staring at her coldly.
Qiao Zhiyi was afraid she would lose control of her emotions, which were already at her throat. She tried hard to suppress them, worried that the conversation would only deteriorate further.
She swallowed hard, stood up, and said seriously, "I am also studying medicine. A medical student has to devote a lot of time and energy to be trusted by patients. We study medicine truly to heal more sick people. Although we are not entirely selfless, we are willing to give."
