"No, with your grandmother overseeing the Medical Clinic, there's no need for you to be there all day. You also have patients at the Hospital, and in the past, you split your time—half at the Clinic and half at the Hospital, even dedicating more energy to the Hospital. You value the Hospital more; the Clinic was really something you opened for your grandmother."
He had guessed everything correctly, and Qiao Yin looked at him in surprise: "When did you start understanding me this well?"
Lu Lingche touched her face, his voice especially deep: "Do I understand you? I feel it's still not enough. For instance, why did you stay home alone this afternoon without going to the Clinic or the Hospital?"
Qiao Yin lowered her eyelashes. What else could it be? It was all because of him. To fix the video for him, she had even put her Hospital work on hold.
Lu Lingche lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him: "What's wrong? Did someone upset you? Did you go home and cry this afternoon?"