In the office building of the National Science University, the dean of the department widened his eyes and expressed his surprise at the fellow who knocked on the door. "What brings you here? Are you back at your alma mater to give a speech to your graduating juniors?"
If not, why did he run back to school?
Xia Jinyuan, who was familiar with the office, refilled the teacup that the director had finished drinking. The director, who was still in shock, said, "Hot water, hot water. My stomach hasn't been doing well recently. I can't drink anything cold."
Xia Jinyuan replied, "Okay." He picked up the hot kettle and pulled out the soft stopper. He refilled the empty teacup and placed it on the desk. He didn't forget to show concern for the instructor who used to train him. Now, he was Ye Jian's dean. "You have to recuperate well. Don't take it lightly."
