Fang Tong thought for a moment and said, "Accounting, I guess."

Chen Ci's gaze sharpened: "Then why did you decide to switch careers to become a wedding planner?"

Fang Tong lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know. It's probably because my younger brother was sick and urgently needed money. Within my knowledge and ability, this line of work earns the most."

Chen Ci nodded, his mind becoming somewhat active.

Shu Tong works in the wedding planning industry, while Fang Tong used to be an accountant but suddenly switched to being a planner two months ago.

Doesn't that explain the problem?

"You're quite impressive," Chen Ci said tentatively. "After all, accounting and wedding planning don't have much in common."

Fang Tong could only smile.

After all, she didn't know either.

I just woke up one day and suddenly wanted to change careers, and the first case I took after changing careers actually became a hit, and then the current situation came about.

In the past two months, she has indeed earned more money than before, although it is only enough to barely cover Fang Miao's medical expenses.

It was probably forced upon him by Fang Miao's illness.

After all, you'll never know your limits unless you push yourself.

Looking at the familiar face across from him, Chen Ci tried hard to suppress the urge to tell her everything. He picked up his cup, took a few sips of water, and stood up.

"I'll take the things to the kitchen. You can also go in and get some chicken soup. We'll go back to the hospital together later."

Fearing Fang Tong might refuse, he added, "I need to go back and see a patient."

Fang Tong then nodded: "Okay."