When Chen Cang returned to the ward, it was already past ten o'clock.
Qin Yue was diligently treating a patient's wound.
Chen Cang took the initiative to step forward, to hand Qin Yue things and assist her, all without speaking.
Qin Yue didn't speak either. Their tacit cooperation had lasted for more than two years, and it didn't hinge on a word of thanks.
After finishing with the patients, Qin Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead; it was a hot summer night.
Chen Cang said with a smile, "Hard work indeed."
Qin Yue gave Chen Cang a look, "It's always like this. You call in the middle of the night, and I don't even have to think; it's definitely to cover a shift!"
After finishing, Qin Yue sighed, "Chen Cang, I now feel that adding your mobile number was utterly pointless. When you call, there's never an issue, while I'm out on a date with a young man. Your call comes, and here I am, sprinting out of the cinema, hailing a cab in a rush to get to the emergency room."