Chapter 028

Upon hearing that, Jiang Lin paused in her motion of massaging his leg with an egg, but soon she continued.

If it had been three years ago, she would have confidently replied to him, "Sure! Absolutely! Definitely!"

But now...

Her mind was filled with images of the little boy who had died on her operating table three years ago, the little angel Yuanyuan who had smiled at her before the surgery, telling her not to be nervous.

She had once confidently touched his forehead and told him not to be nervous, telling him that she would definitely cure him.

But in the end, he still died on her operating table.

The past was too suffocating; Jiang Lin took a deep breath and shook her head to clear her mind.

"I can't guarantee, but I will do my utmost," Jiang Lin said gravely.

"I'm going to take a shower, rest early," she patted Fu Sitian's shoulder and then turned to leave.