Lu Lizhe was silent for a moment before he looked at her, "Why go all out like this?"
Fang Zongli said, "I know you want to say, as long as there is enough money to spend, it should be fine, but it's not about having enough or not; I just like making money."
Just like making money?
"You, a young lady, just like making money,"
"Yeah, some people like to enjoy life, so they go and enjoy; some like to eat and drink, so they eat and drink; I just like making money, so why can't I make money?"
Lu Lizhe could only scratch his head.
"Feeling better now?"
"I'm fine, sorry to trouble you to accompany me to the hospital. I'll be fine after some sleep; you should head back, you have work tomorrow."
"It's okay, there haven't been many cases recently, don't worry about me."
He sat down and leaned to the side, pretending to rest with his eyes closed.
"Are you going to sleep like this?" Fang Zongli eyed him.
"Yeah, it's fine, I can sleep this way; usually, I do the same when I'm busy."
