Song Yansheng looked at Qu Yuzuo. He knew Qu Yuzuo was always reluctant to reveal his thoughts.
He was an excellent surgeon, but at the same time, also an excellent psychologist.
He understood himself better than anyone else, and knew exactly what he should do.
If he was unwilling to say more, no matter how much he asked, he wouldn't get anything worthwhile.
Song Yansheng nodded lightly: "Alright then, I'll head back first. Let's get together with Yu Zhou for a drink another day!"
Qu Yuzuo nodded and said, "Sure, it's a deal!"
Song Yansheng patted him on the shoulder, didn't linger much, and then turned to leave the office.
Qu Yuzuo continued holding that cup of water, drinking it while recalling what a nurse had said to him when he entered the room earlier.
Finally, he gave a slight smile, never mind, never mind, she'd already given her heart to someone else, so why was he still tangling with it?
It's all futile, meaningless, powerless... enough!
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