"Huh?" Zhou Mo didn't react for a moment.

"I will not return to the imperial capital." Han Chen repeated it again, as if he was making an oath.

"Why, the 'roll' over there is so good?"

"What 'volume'?" Han Chen asked, frowning.

"Involution," Zhou Mo said: "With your academic qualifications and resume, you can be promoted to associate professor in a matter of minutes in Dongjiang. In the imperial capital, you will be the chief physician for who knows how long. Isn't this involution?"

"Yeah," Han Chen reluctantly responded.

"Is Dongjiang pretty good?" Zhou Mo asked with a smile.

"yes."

"Aunt Liang said that this place is very humane, but I don't feel much about it," Zhou Mo thought for a while and asked: "However, I am curious, how impersonal is the Imperial City?"

Han pondered for a moment and answered seriously: "Your friend's boyfriend, Lu Zhishu, is a good example."

"He?" Zhou Mo didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned Lu Zhishu.

"And Lu Yaocheng."

"Why mention them?"

"Maybe they came to Dongjiang because they were inhumane."

Zhou Mo was still puzzled, his brows furrowed as he looked confused.

Han Chen reminded, "Do you know their identity and background?"

Zhou Mo: "I have heard about it, but I don't understand it very well."

In short, she is not someone ordinary people like her can come into contact with.

"Lu Zhishu is the eldest son of the chairman of the board of directors of the Civil Aviation Administration of China. Lu Zhishu is the sole heir to the Lu family, one of the largest families in the imperial capital."

Zhou Mo was not shocked at all, he just raised his eyes and looked directly at Han Chen, "What about you?"

Han Shenwei expected Zhou Mo to ask this.

"I……"

"Hey, why are you asking?" Zhou Mo laughed covertly, "You are just a little doctor, and you are also a little doctor who is afraid of 'involution'."

Han Chen looked at Zhou Mo, his throat was a little blocked, but he couldn't say any more words.

"Zhou Mo, believe me, really, I will never go back again."

There's no way to go back.

Zhou Mo lowered his head, nodded, and stirred the noodles in the bowl with his chopsticks, still worried.

Han Chen stretched out his hand and held the back of Zhou Mo's hand that stirred the chopsticks, "I'm serious, don't do this, I..."

"The noodles are too hot. Stirring them cools them down quickly." Zhou Mo pushed his hand away and smiled slightly, "What? Are you afraid that I will go back to the imperial capital because of you and I have to stay in Dongjiang to say goodbye? No, we don't have it either now.

Not in love, not even talking about breaking up." Zhou Mo laughed dryly.

Han Chen felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhou Mo waved his hand in front of him to bring his attention back, "What are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

"Don't worry, even if you have to return to the imperial capital immediately, I will not divorce you because of this."

Han Chen raised his eyes, his surprised eyes clear and clear.

Zhou Moxiao said: "Didn't you say you want to try? Anyway, I have already received the certificate. It would be a pity not to try. Instead of continuing to divorce you, why not give it a try and see if we can get along harmoniously. Life is so short, how many

What about ten years?”

Life is so short, how many decades...

These words fell into Han Chen's heart, causing him to faint.

After he was promoted to chief physician, he felt empty inside for a while.

Every day is a blur, except for work, there is still work, and there is no fun in life.

The only activity that is still close to a normal human state is probably being escorted to endless blind dates.

He doesn't like it, nor does he reject it.

Marriage is inevitable in a regular life. Anyway, he is heartless and it doesn't matter who he marries.

It can be seen that after visiting one person after another, Han Chen found that no one felt right.

He couldn't tell what was wrong with those people, it just felt wrong.

The last time the person he felt was right was ten years ago...

"Besides, it doesn't matter even if you return to the imperial capital now. Anyway, the marriage certificate is genuine, and it will remain genuine no matter how far away you are."

No matter how far they are, they are still a couple protected by the law.

Han Momo curled his lips and said, "Yes."

"And now that transportation is so developed, you and I are free and can go wherever we want, right?" Zhou Mo chuckled.

Han Chen nodded, "Yes!"

Zhou Mo suddenly had a bad idea and asked deliberately: "If I no longer want to stay in Dongjiang and want to change cities, will you go with me?"

"It shouldn't work now, it will take a few days."

"Why?" Zhou Mo wondered.

"I want to resign, find a new job, sell my house..."

Zhou Mo burst out laughing, "Stop it, stop it, you're thinking too far."

"Momo, I'm serious."

Zhou Mo nodded, "I know you are serious."

I’ve thought about selling my house, how could I not take it seriously?

"I'm just saying."

"I'm not just talking," Han Chen turned to the entrance to get his bank card, put it on the table and pushed it to Zhou Mo, "All my belongings."

Zhou Mo was puzzled.

"Don't be burdened, I don't have much money in the card," Han Chen said, "I'm not as rich as you think."

Zhou Mo smiled, "People who can drive a BMW tell me they have no money, so who am I? Am I African?"

Han Chen ignored Zhou Mo's joking, pointed to the card on the table and said: "This card is a salary card. The salary is about 400,000 yuan a year. This is extra-salary income, mainly commissions from lectures or manuscript fees, not much, only

10,000 to 20,000 yuan. The salary card requires monthly mortgage repayments, which is about 20,000 yuan a month.”

Zhou Mo was shocked, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Didn't you also say you wanted to try it?" Han Chen frowned.

"That's not the way to try it, right?"

"Then how to try?"

"..."

Zhou Mo really didn't pay attention for a moment.

Han Chen said: "Money is the cornerstone of a family, and financial communication is the most efficient method."

Zhou Mo thought for a while and said, "It makes sense."

She turned around and went to the room to get her passbook and bank card, and spread them out on the table.

Opening the passbook, he took a look at Han Chen and said, "The passbook contains the money I saved while studying for graduate school, 30,000 yuan on a regular basis. The bank card is for my living expenses, only a few thousand yuan."

Zhou Mo put three cards and a bankbook together and said, "Tell me about your savings."

Han Chen looked slightly embarrassed, "I am poorer than you now."

"Huh?" Zhou Mo didn't expect, "Have you not been working in the Imperial Capital for several years? The salary there is much higher than that of the First Hospital of Dongda University, right?" How could he be poorer than her?

"Really," Han Chen took his salary card, "When I came to Dongjiang, I didn't even bring a card from the Imperial City. These two cards were issued in Dongjiang, so... I'm penniless. Freshman year of Dongjiang University

There was a three-month internship period before I joined the hospital. I was still in the internship period and could only get 80% of my salary. I just got my second month’s salary, which was about 40,000 yuan, after deducting the mortgage and some expenses.

, basically gone.”

"What you gave me was an empty card to repay the loan," Zhou Mo was inexplicably amused, "Where's the advance money you gave Liu Kai? Where did it come from?"

Han Chen: "I borrowed it from Liang Dongyan."

Zhou Mo snorted dissatisfiedly, "You are now heavily in debt. It's a real loss for me to get the certificate from you."

Han Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

"Then what should we do?" Zhou Mo asked with a smile: "I am still in school and have no stable income. You should be the backbone of our family, right?"

Han Chen raised his eyes, his eyes puzzled and confused.
Chapter completed!