"I also don't know what my dad is thinking, wanting me to learn so many things in such a short time that I practically have no time to sleep, let alone read medical books."
Meimei rested her chin on her hands, feeling so distressed she didn't know what to say.
"Mr. Bai is just joking with you; you don't need to take it too seriously. Do what you can according to your ability," Dan Tingye gently placed the training plan to one side, his hands folded comfortably on the table.
"Tingye, do you mean my dad isn't intentionally making things difficult for me?" Meimei was taken aback.
"You are Mr. Bai's cherished one. Even if he wanted to make things difficult for you, he probably couldn't bear it himself," Dan Tingye's dark eyes flashed as he smiled composedly, his smile mysterious and elusive.
