Lin Jie let out a long sigh, heavily throwing his body, which seemed several times heavier, onto the bed. He lay there on his back, feeling utterly exhausted, yet somehow filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction and joy.
An Kexin, lying on the other side of the bed, unconsciously murmured a few times before her blurred eyes gradually focused.
She propped herself up and slowly sat up, first raising her hand to smooth the hair stuck to her face, then gently poking Lin Jie's chest with her index finger.
"Ah Jie, about that rumor Dr. Chen mentioned, don't you think of playing the hero..."
Lin Jie grabbed An Kexin's small hand and said, "I know, I'm very concerned about my own safety and life, and I won't do anything foolish. Besides, this is not something I should worry about."
"I'm just a doctor, treating diseases and saving people, not fighting demons or defending the way."
An Kexin nodded in satisfaction, reminding him, "It's good that you think that way."
