Qian hadn't had the chance to look at the patient's information and name before her phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Yu Minglang, so she called out Xiaoqiang, not because it was written as Xiaoqiang on the medical record.
"Qian, what are you doing?" His voice sounded a little tired.
"Just got back from my teacher."
"Teacher?"
"It's Mr. Liu's ex-wife. Xiaoqiang, I can hear from your voice that you seem very tired."
Minglang chuckled lightly, "Listening to you talk takes away that tiredness."
In reality, he had just finished a brutal negotiation, staying up for two nights and three days without sleep. Taking a rare break, he thought of Qian.
"Silly, if you're tired, go rest. Call me once you wake up." She could guess that Minglang hadn't slept in a long time, and thinking about him making the effort to call her despite his exhaustion made her a little heartbroken.
"Mmm, going to sleep now—do you have classes on the 15th of next month, between 3-5 pm?"
