Qin Yue had gone to pick up Chen Cang.
This time, he was really drunk, dizzy from the excess, and hadn't used any physical recovery agents.
He felt that sometimes, being drunk was quite nice.
That sensation felt real.
The flight was at 11 a.m. tomorrow. Qin Yue looked at Chen Cang, who was sitting in the passenger seat. Although his appearance wasn't disheveled, he seemed significantly more worn out. His chin had grown sharper, and he was half-reclining in the car seat with his eyes closed.
Seeing this scene, Qin Yue's heart ached!
She really wanted to say, "Honey, can you please not work so hard? I don't want you to become some council head; I just want you to be healthy and happy..."
But she knew that now was not the time to say these things.
Chen Cang truly bore the hopes of many people, which Qin Yue could see and hear.
In these days, what was most talked about in the Department of General Surgery was "Team Leader Chen"!
This name had become a beacon for many.