"Mom, don't think about the consequences, just study recklessly and get what you want, time will prove everything."
Jiang Lin hugged her mother's hand, gently rubbing it against her face.
Situ Yu sat beside her, gazing tenderly at her daughter, who had always been independent and rational, "Then you must also promise Mom, take care of your health, and get back to the operating table soon, okay? Let's work hard together."
Jiang Lin was startled, quickly understanding her mother's good intentions. She smiled, squinting her eyes, and counter-questioned, "Wouldn't it be nice to spend more time with you and Grandpa though?"
"The time we spend together is already enough, and Mom is very content. My Linlin was born for the hospital, for the operating table, so don't let your patients and colleagues wait too long."