In a simple and austere meeting room at the Red Star Rolling Mill Workers' Hospital, four people in white coats sat behind a row of yellow-painted wooden tables, taking turns asking questions.,Across the table stood a tall and slender young man, around twenty years old. He was handsome with a humble and gentle gaze, though lacking the youthful vigor and ambition that one would expect of someone his age in this era...,Doesn't Li Yuan want a carefree and happy life from the bottom of his heart。