After replying to Gao Chuan's message, Jiang An secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turning her gaze to her left hand wrapped in bandages, and suddenly realized that she, who had never been good at lying, seemed like a professional liar in front of Dr. Gao.
Xia Zi had already bought two cups of milk tea and handed one to her, looking at Jiang An taking it with one hand, pitifully, "Luckily, it's your left hand. But don't worry, the doctor said it'll heal in at most half a month. It shouldn't delay your internship."
Jiang An nodded absently, listening to Xia Zi advising her to rest well for the next couple of days, saying there was no need to go help Professor Chen temporarily, as the two of them walked and talked.
Suddenly Xia Zi remembered something, reminding her, "Right, have you filled out your registration form? I'll submit it together with mine tomorrow."
