An Kexin woke up groggily and reached out beside her, only to find an empty space.
She opened her eyes and realized the person beside her was no longer in bed.
It was only 4:20 in the morning.
An Kexin sighed softly, got up and put on a jacket, first went to the kitchen to heat two cups of milk in the microwave, and then carried the milk into the study, where she saw Lin Jie staring blankly at several images on the big screen on the wall.
"Ajie, no need to push yourself so hard."
Lin Jie took the warm milk, took a sip, and said softly, "Three patients' tumors have reached a critical moment."
"If we don't come up with some methods to quickly prompt the changes we've been hoping for in their tumors, we'll have to give up."
"While waking early in the morning, with a clear and active mind, I came here to think."
A few sips of hot milk, and An Kexin felt a warm coziness inside, much more comfortable, and her mind cleared a bit.
