I’m Not Pretending to be Sick

"Is Chang Yue going back?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Su Yun, do you want to drink tonight? You still have to work in the afternoon." Chang Yue rarely spoke to Su Yun with a tone of discussion.

Su Yun turned his head and thought for a moment before sighing. Seeing that everyone had lost their appetite, he stood up to pay the bill.

Although this matter had nothing to do with him, he was definitely dispirited facing such a situation.

The four of them walked back in silence. Zheng Ren was reflecting on his recent rash progress in his work. Although the fundamental goal was to treat patients and save people, in the current medical environment of Imperial Capital, there was a fundamental difference compared to earthquake relief at the front line.

When they walked through the door, not only did the troublemakers not disperse, they were even tormenting them like a raging fire.