Since then, Mr. Ye has taken up residence in Xinyan's small courtyard.
During this time, He Jinxuan no longer needs to rush back at mealtime to cook for Xinyan, as all these tasks have been taken care of by Mr. Ye's people.
After the final exams, Xinyan has been fully immersed with several professors in the operating room, one surgery after another. Every day, besides providing acupuncture treatment to Mr. Ye, she's too exhausted to do anything else.
He Jinxuan said tenderly, "If it's really too much, why not tell the professors? You're not going down that path, so you don't have to push yourself so hard."
Leaning in He Jinxuan's arms, Xinyan replied, "The professors are so enthusiastic, how can I not cherish this? Others might not even get such opportunities. I've thought about it; what I learn is mine, and even if I don't plan to follow that path, I want to be the best at what I do. With this chance, I definitely won't complain about being tired."
