"Dean Hao, I'm not sure what you want to discuss?" Rong Yan had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't point them out.
"Comrade Rong Yan, no rush, you must be tired from the surgery, have some water first." Dean Hao picked up the thermos on his desk and poured her a cup of water.
Rong Yan hurriedly accepted it, "Thank you, Dean Hao."
It seemed that whatever he was asking for must be significant, or why else would he personally pour water for someone of a younger generation like her?
Surprised by the favor... perhaps not.
But, she really was thirsty.
She drank it all at once.
"Would you like more?" Dean Hao asked attentively from the side.
Rong Yan shook her head, "Thank you, no need, by the way, Dean Hao, you can just tell me what it is you need."
Otherwise, the excessive eagerness... anyone would feel uncomfortable.
