Sun Xiaomeng worried that Long Xian might not be able to handle the client, so she had to set the thing about Richard aside and said to Zhang Zian, "There's a client for emergency treatment, I must go now."
"Okay, let me walk you out," said Zhang Zian, "I need to go down anyway."
Sun Xiaomeng waved at Richard, "Goodbye, Richard. Tomorrow will be windy, and the temperature will drop, so don't go out. If you don't feel well, do tell us."
"Goodbye, Doctor. Take care of yourself too." Richard gazed at her.
Sun Xiaomeng felt heavy-hearted for some unknown reason, as if Richard’s words were it saying goodbye to her. But she might have it. Richard could not be that smart, right?
Zhang Zian opened the door for her, they left the living room and closed the door.
"Galaxy?"