Hospital
Jiang Jinsang had just finished his check-up. Zhou Zhongqing was sitting at the table, recording some data, "Starting today, stop taking the medication you were on before. I will prescribe you something different, combined with dietary therapy, and you should increase your exercise somewhat."
"Right, didn't Wanwan's little aunt buy you some health products before? Later on, take some photos for me. There's a part of that you could really use."
"If you feel unwell, get in touch with me."
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"Uncle Zhou, how am I recovering?"
Zhou Zhongqing turned his head and gave him a smile, "Didn't I tell you? You're recovering exceptionally well."
Jiang Jinsang lowered his head to fasten his buttons and stayed silent.
He had furrowed his brows from time to time during his physical examination, as if mulling over something, and when he had been recording data, pen in hand, he seemed to have the feeling of not knowing where to start.
