Lu He said shyly, "Dad Jiang, don't worry, I'll only be gone for a few days, five days off, and I'll be back soon."

"That's good. Let Dad see you out." Jiang Mingjing picked up Lu He's luggage and weighed it in his hand. "Hey, it's pretty heavy. Looks like you prepared quite a few gifts."

"Yes, these are all gifts prepared for them. We can't go empty-handed." Lu He missed her friends over there.

"Alright, when you get back, remember to say hello to your Aunt Wen. Her health hasn't been as good as it used to be these past few years. She's seeing patients at Fucheng Hospital, so remind her to take care of herself and get some rest." Jiang Ming muttered to himself, "Your medical license is almost ready. When you get back, thank your mentor properly, and make sure to greet all the neighbors nicely."

Three ten-yuan bills were stuffed into Lu He's suitcase.

"Dad Jiang, I know, I definitely will. Go back and get some rest, don't overwork yourself," Lu He instructed Jiang Mingjing.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging. Listening to you nag all day long is making me feel like a little kid again." Jiang Mingjing said this, but he was actually very happy inside.

It makes a difference when there's someone by your side who cares about you.

It's good to have some excitement!

Lu He got into the car, Jiang Mingjing closed the door, waved, watched the car drive away, then put his hands behind his back and watched the car slowly disappear from sight.

It was eerily quiet. In late September, a cold wind swept through Beijing, greeting Jiang Mingjing with a gust of cold air.

"Looks like my body can't take it anymore!" Jiang Mingjing sighed, looking up at the sky, a deep, dark blue. Time always seems to fly by.