"Mom—" Xie Wanying's voice was full of apology.
"Silly child, why feel guilty? Your mom wanted to be a doctor too back then and knows what it's like. As a doctor, you must first consider the patients, otherwise, you're not a good doctor." Sun Rongfang told her daughter to relax, "We're just going to play and visit old friends, you do your own thing. Li Xuan will pick us up and guide us."
Hearing this, Xie Youtian chimed in over the phone, "Sis, I've agreed with Mom to go sightseeing, I won't work with you. I've finally got winter break, no studying, I want to have fun."
Smack. Sun Rongfang slapped her son's head: "You wish. You have to take your winter homework and write it. If you don't write, when everyone visits during the Spring Festival, you'll be home crying doing homework."
Xie Youtian pouted, rubbed his head, and rolled away.
