Jiahui was puzzled. “What’s there to worry about?”
Song Ning shook her head. “Maybe I’m worrying over nothing. Now that Zhuang Ji is no longer the same as before, it’s inevitable there’ll be more issues. It’s better to be cautious.”
Jiahui patted her. “Don’t worry about it. As doctors, we’re used to being cautious. Running a business is different from being a doctor. Let Cheng Che worry about it.”
Song Ning thought about it and agreed. There was no need for laymen to intervene in the experts’ affairs.
…
The next day.
When Song Ning and Jiahui returned to the office after doing their rounds, they saw a group of people gathered in the office with two cameras.
The two women were stunned.
They saw a very beautiful female reporter interviewing their professor while their two seniors, Yang Yi and Du Feng, stood at the back with their hands resting on their backs.
When Yang Yi saw the two women, he smiled and waved at them.
The female reporter instinctively turned to look at them.
Professor Li said with a smile, “These are another two of my students, Song Ning and An Jiahui.” Then, he said to Song Ning and Jiahui, “Both of you returned just in time. This reporter is Ms. Fu. She has some questions regarding Chinese medicine. You two can answer them on my behalf. I still have a meeting with the director.”
After saying that, Professor Li stood up and walked out.
Jiahui and Song Ning exchanged a look. The same thought appeared in their minds: This old man is dumping the interview on our laps.
The female reporter stood up and greeted them with a smile. “Hello, we’re filming a new program in M City, and we want to film a few episodes to promote Chinese medicine. Today’s filming will be for the pilot episode. Please help us answer some questions…”
Song Ning looked at the female reporter as she extended her hand and said, “Hello, my name is Song Ning. How should I address you?”
Song Ning was relatively silent. She was usually the least talkative so Jiahui and the others did not think too much of it.
At this time, Fu Ting smiled and asked, “I realized that Dr. Song isn’t very talkative, but all of you respect her opinion. Why is that?”
Jiahui replied honestly, “That’s because her grades are the best. Medical students like us admire those with good grades the most!”
Fu Ting said, “I didn’t know Dr. Song is a top student as well.” Then, she paused for a beat before she continued to say, “Based on your figure, you should be several months pregnant, right? You seem to have everything: good grades, a flourishing career, and a happy family. You’re so blessed.”
Song Ning smiled. “I’m just lucky.”
Fu Ting continued to ask, “Is Dr. Song’s husband also a doctor?”
Song Ning looked at Fu Ting and smiled faintly. “No. He’s not. He’s a businessman.”
Fu Ting said with an exaggerated expression, “Is that so? Dr. Song is really lucky. I really want to hear about you and your husband’s love story..”
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