Recovering progressively....
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Cheng Guo was not seriously harmed, he had been under too much mental stress these days, had not rested well, and in a moment of intense agitation, had simply passed out. Jing Zhe gave him an injection, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Chuxia, who had been scolded by Song Xiaoyu, was also taken aside by Jing Zhe for a good telling off.
Chuxia did want to argue back, but catching a glimpse of Jing Zhe's face, dark as the bottom of a pot, she did not dare to utter a word. She knew herself that her actions had been somewhat improper; after all, she had been desperate at the time...
"Chuxia, you really want to be a doctor, don't you?" Jing Zhe softened his tone.
"Yes." Chuxia nodded affirmatively. If she hadn't felt that way, why would she have eagerly sought to study medicine and done so with such diligence? She truly wanted to become a doctor whom people admired.
