Seeing the dark circles under Xie Jin's eyes, she asked guiltily, "Senior brother, are you very tired?"
Xie Jin glanced at her but didn't say anything.
Wen Liangce, standing at the door, quickly said, "The professor has been performing surgery all day, from this morning until he called you just now."
He forgot to ask for Su Yan's number and couldn't get in touch with her.
She could only ask Xie Jin for Su Yan's number after his surgery was over.
Unexpectedly, the professor became angry as soon as he heard that Su Yan had not had acupuncture today.
"I'm sorry, senior brother," she whispered.
Xie Jin's anger had subsided, and he couldn't bear to keep his junior sister hanging, so he went up and patted the top of her head.
"I'm not taking revenge on anyone. You're just too tired today, which is why the acupuncture hurts more than usual."
Su Yan was dumbfounded, "You can do that?"
"Once you overwork yourself, the effects will show when you receive acupuncture."
No matter how fair-skinned she is, her foundation is still weak.
"I can't even flip the wok anymore," she said, feeling frustrated.
"If it can't be stirred, it can't be stirred," Xie Jin said indifferently. "You can hire more chefs to stir-fry the food for them. The boss is just sitting in the office drinking tea and chatting. He's not the one who cooks the food."
Su Yan: "..."
"Ayan, you don't need to do everything yourself."
“I know, we’re training chefs these days,” Su Yan said. “Besides, I have a lot of classes, so I guess I’ll only have half a day free on the weekend.”
After he finished speaking, Xie Jin's mobile phone suddenly lit up.
Upon seeing the caller ID, he raised an eyebrow, answered the call, and held it to his ear.
He heard something the other person said, and his face immediately turned ugly. "What did you say?"
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