Sheng Shijing looked at his smiling adoptive sister. Her smile was a little cold and distant, unlike the Jiaojiao from his memory, whose smile was always so pure.
Jiaojiao, especially after her marriage, gave him a sense of distance. She no longer relied on him as she had before.
Instead, she had become his greatest support. The food and medicine she packed when he went on long trips had saved his life.
When Jiaojiao was saving people, she was focused and charismatic. A Jiaojiao like that was undoubtedly the most dazzling.
He had always wanted to ask her when she started studying medicine and why she was even more skilled than Professor Xia, who had studied abroad.
But from the moment he gave up on her, he had lost the right to ask. A faint bitterness welled up inside him.
As Sheng Shijing looked at Gu Jiaojiao, she was also looking intently at her adoptive brother.
