Everyone whispered among themselves, Jiang Zhe couldn't possibly think she knew everything just because she had been Professor Tan's assistant for a few days, could she?
"Alright, let's continue with the class," Professor Tan said.
After class, Ding Yi came to find Professor Tan.
Once Professor Tan understood the situation with his injury, he said, "I think you can try with Jiang Zhe. Anyway, you can't use your right hand to hold a scalpel now, the worst case is that you still won't be able to. But what if?"
Ding Yi thoughtfully hung his head.
...
Jiang Zhe went back to the siheyuan, bought some vegetables on the way home, and when she arrived, she stewed the ribs and then lay on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.
When Qin Jingchen entered the home, the first thing he smelled was the aroma of the ribs.
Knowing she was there, the look in his eyes softened.
He pushed the door open, and Jiang Zhe was typing and chatting with someone.