In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August, and the weather was still scorching.
There was a need to restore order from the chaos, national affairs were busy, Ye Zhengjun and Lu Jiang had not yet returned, and the plan for the two families to become sworn relatives was temporarily put on hold. Feng Qingxue went to work as usual, dedicated and diligent, not daring to slack off.
After all, she had attended a representative conference, and as soon as she started work, she felt her status was different.
The most obvious change was in attitude, the attitude of her colleagues.
Feng Qingxue didn't mind at all. When at work, she was a pure doctor. Saving lives was her duty, continually honing her skills to accumulate experience without needing unnecessary embellishments.
