Qiao Zhiyi's divorce had gradually become gossip around the hospital, though in truth, no one was much surprised.
Marital affection, after all, was like the weather in June and July, changing at a moment's notice.
Director Tong even took the time to talk to her, offering her an extended leave to adjust her emotions.
"I'm really fine, you don't need to worry," Qiao Zhiyi truly appreciated her leader's concern, but didn't feel the need to stop working to adjust her emotions.
The more idle she became, the worse it could potentially be for her mind and body.
"Alright, as long as you know what's best for yourself. If you can't hold up, let me know, got it?"
"Got it, Director. Thank you."
When Qiao Zhiyi left the director's office, she took a deep breath.
In just three days, she had learned how bad news truly travels fast.
It didn't matter, since it was something everyone would eventually find out.
