"What's coming soon?" Fang Jianjin asked curiously.
"It's none of your business. I'm chatting with Xiao Jian. Get out." Father Fang waved his hand to send him away.
Fang Jianjin pouted, put down the fruit plate, then glanced at Jian Xiu. Seeing that he was fine, she left.
"What are you looking at, kid? Can I bully him?" When Mr. Fang saw his daughter's elbow turned outward, he suddenly felt that the tea in his hand no longer had any fragrance.
Fang Jianjin stuck out his tongue, then closed the door and went out.
After Fang Jianjin left, Jian Xiu replied, "It will be done in a few days. Thank you for your concern, uncle."
"Don't be so stubborn, go to the hospital and have a look."
"Yeah, I know." Jian Xiu nodded.
Father Fang blew on the hot tea in the cup, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Do you plan to be a doctor again?"
This sudden question made Jian Xiu stunned for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and answered truthfully: "I... don't know."
"have no idea?"
"I guess he doesn't plan to go back."
"Is it because of your hand?" asked Fang's father.
Jian Xiu was a little surprised.
"I've inquired about your situation. To be honest, I don't really care what you will do in the future, but there are some things that you shouldn't carry with you for a lifetime. Child, you still have a long way to go, and you've only walked less than the first half. If you keep carrying this burden, it will be very difficult in the future." As he said that, he put his hand on Jian Xiu's shoulder and patted it slowly.
The kettle next to him was emitting steam, and for a moment, Jian Xiu's vision was a little blurred.
Mr. Fang's words, like the lingering aroma of tea, lingered around.
That night, these words kept echoing in his mind.
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