Ye Anran listened and immediately smiled: "My dear husband is the best, let's go to sleep!"
Bo Jinyu stood up and gently rubbed his waist.
The injury on his waist healed slowly; in fact, if it wasn't for this big issue, he wouldn't have wanted to strain his waist any further.
She looked at him, feeling sad inside, and reached out, gently massaging his waist.
Bo Jinyu smiled tenderly at her, took her hand, and they returned to the bedroom together.
Lying on the bed, Bo Jinyu comfortably sighed.
Working on matters of injury was indeed exhausting, especially reviewing those reports, which were mentally taxing. After several hours, he was truly drained.
"Although men should prioritize their careers, work should be balanced with rest. Excessive fatigue only depletes future energy. Ultimately, a person's life is finite, and your energy only exists in such limited amounts. Overuse is never good."
