Hailong has the Alliance master of regret, instant noodles, and a plane

Zhou chunyong's arrangements were excellent. He had put in a lot of effort for this meal.

The atmosphere at the dinner was also good, but Gao Shaojie still couldn't be happy. Boss Zheng's heart-wrenching words had really pierced his heart.

It was better not to face some things and wait for time to solve them. As a normal doctor, even if he was a professor leading a team, he would not have the slightest chance to change things.

The few hours of talking and laughing had nothing to do with Gao Shaojie. As a forty-year-old doctor, it was really easy for him to be touched when facing such an unsolvable problem.

Boss Zheng was right. It was useless to think too much. Gao Shaojie had always been mentally building himself up, but he couldn't get into the dinner today.