"Just because you are a good woman and your personality is very similar to my sister's, I admire you very much."
Zhao Yumo held up his clear eyes, and the caution in them gradually diminished.
It doesn't matter if she trusts him, since getting her ID card back is her ultimate goal.
It is a great thing to have someone who is willing to help when there is an injustice.
In this way, she would be too lazy to meet that despicable, shameless and despicable Zhang Yueze again, so as not to have to wash her eyes every time she saw him.
"Okay, thank you for helping me."
Qin Ye smiled lightly, a faint brilliance filling his eyes, "You're welcome, I don't want a great doctor to be tortured so much that he can't even go to work. Many people will suffer in this way."
"You care so much about the patients. You should be the president of the medical association...you are more worried than our dean."
"Thank you for the compliment. Compared to your doctors who save lives and heal the wounded, I feel very small..."
The two chatted for a while and then left. The strangeness naturally faded a lot.
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Qin Yan leaned on the bedside and knitted a scarf carefully.
She had just learned from Yu Keqing, and her speed was as slow as a snail.
The delicate hands that usually finger the computer like flying skills are now as stiff as chopsticks.
After knitting for a week, my fingertips are all red, but the knitting is still not good.
It's uneven and the threads are longer than a finger. I'm afraid no one would be willing to wear it even if it was donated to the disaster area.
Even a young man like Yu Zhengfei, who was cleaning the floor for the servants, might still think it was not beautiful enough.
Hey, why is she joining in the fun? People can do it for Haochen, so she has to follow suit.
Everyone coaxed her husband into smiling, but she was still burning the midnight oil to weave.
The phone rang. It was Yu Zhengfei.
He has been very busy recently and often works overtime, so the two of them rarely see each other.
But every night when he went to bed, he would call her.
"Honey, are you waiting for my call?" His always frivolous voice came out of the phone.
Qin Yan was using the hands-free speakerphone and said against her will as she knitted her hair, "No... your voice is not a sleeping pill. Why do I have to listen to your call?"
"It's not a sleeping pill, just a lullaby."
"Your voice is one-tenth as melodious as a lullaby. I listen to it tirelessly every day."
"If you take the trouble to listen to me every day, I guarantee that my voice will evolve into the sound of nature... maybe I can even hold a global concert!"