This is a story about a reporter and a doctor
Zhou Xiaoyi graduated from university and went to city B for an internship. She met Han Yue on the train. The story begins here.
The two have known each other, known each other, and fallen in love. At every death, the rose of love blooms more magnificently.
Tell her that he is not a doctor and she is not a reporter. No matter what they do, two people can lean on each other, support each other, hold hands, sit on the same sofa, sleep in the same bed, eat breakfast together, eat lunch together, and eat dinner together. No more separation, no more lovesickness.