Back in Dragon Mountain County, Chen Bin was preoccupied with thoughts of offering help.
That evening, after work, Xiong Wubing came to the County Hospital to see him.
After some small talk, Chen Bin naturally invited him to stay for dinner.
In the hotel room, Xiong Wubing noticed Chen Bin looked troubled and couldn't help but ask.
"You were recovering well, so why the long face now?"
Putting down his chopsticks, Chen Bin answered helplessly.
"I'm not worried about my health; it's my career that seems bleak. We might not be able to work together for much longer."
"What do you mean? Are you being transferred?"
"More or less. Anyway, the future doesn't look good."
Frowning, Xiong Wubing asked worriedly.
"What's the matter? Tell me and see if I can think of a way to help."
Waving his hand, Chen Bin answered pretentiously.
"Better not say. It'll spoil our mood. Let's drink."
"That's not right. If you consider me a friend, tell me what's going on so we can solve it together."
