Jiang Jinsang went to the Hospital for his routine follow-up that day, and Zhou Zhongqing asked about his daily diet and whether he had any discomfort, then arranged for him to undergo several checks. Staring at his medical report for a long time,
his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.
"Uncle Zhou, is there a problem?" Jiang Jinsang noticed something was amiss with his expression and thought there might be something wrong with his health.
Even though it was just a brief moment, he was keenly aware of it.
"It's nothing, you can go home. I have a meeting to attend in a bit, so I won't have time to keep you company." Zhou Zhongqing smiled, "How has Wanwan been lately? Every time I call her, it's always rushed. It's good for a girl to be career-oriented, but you should also advise her not to overstretch herself. Money can't be earned in one lifetime."
"I know."
