Disgust Oneself

Of course, Jiang Tingxu couldn't possibly question the big boss of Yun City's top hospital. Since the mission had already been assigned to her, she had no other choice but to complete it.

"Province H has already crossed provinces, how long will it last?"

She couldn't be sent to the border!

"The tentative time is one week."

If it was tentative, it meant that it might be less than a week, or more than a week!

Jiang Tingxu frowned a few times:

"Director, I understand."

"Okay, then it's fine. Go back and do your work. I'll give you the plane ticket tomorrow morning." Director Gong waved his hand.

Jiang Tingxu didn't stay long and went back to the doctor's office.

She felt that something was wrong.

Thinking carefully, she couldn't have sold herself, right?

Forget it, I don't want to think too much about it.

...

On the other side, Su Muxue didn't ask the driver to send her back to the Su family.