However, the more Henry Ronan spoke this way, the more anxious Lucy Ansley became.
This wasn't a matter of delaying treatment.
Lucy furrowed her brows, her expression particularly serious, "Can I ask for the specific reason?"
The man gazed at her face, a subtle curve on his thin lips, "I have other work arrangements. Starting next month, I might leave Fragrant River for a while."
Hearing the answer, Lucy believed him without doubt, and her demeanor showed no sign of easing, "Are you going to work in another city?"
It seemed reasonable. After all, today's meeting was also because he was leaving next week and had arranged it in advance.
Henry nodded his voice deep and gentle, "You could say that."
Lucy fell silent.
Or rather, she didn't know how to express the turmoil in her heart.
Dr. Ronan was leaving, just when she had finally built emotional trust with him, he had to leave Fragrant River due to work.
