Being with Qiaoqiao, it's hard not to feel happy.
So much so that Song Tan felt full of joy even when sending him off.
Watching him in the passenger seat, one moment checking his phone to send voice messages to Yang Zhengxi, the next eagerly searching through his own bag, he finally asked with a bit of guilt and embarrassment:
"Sister, if I just meet with Aunt and leave, will she think I don't care about her?"
"No, she won't."
Song Tan said frankly: "Aunt would only worry about the gas money we spent for the trip..."
Isn't that the case?
At the hospital emergency area, after looking around for a while, Song Tan saw Aunt and Uncle sitting on a long bench in the lobby outside, and was taken aback:
"Aunt, why are you here? Why aren't you in the ward?"
Aunt looked surprised too:
"I told you not to come, not to come, it's just a little heatstroke, drink a bottle of herbal water and you'll be fine. If it weren't for your Brother Lingqi making a big fuss... Oh dear!"
