"Really, you have no idea how awkward it was just now. Miss Sheng clearly didn't feel like talking to me, but I had to chatter away like a talkative person."
"Why did Doctor Mu insist you chat with Miss Sheng?"
"Probably to prevent Miss Sheng from worrying and to divert her attention."
"Wow, really, he thought of that?"
"Really, when Doctor Mu looks at Miss Sheng, he's not the same person we usually know."
Sheng Jiayu was listening at the door, and the thought she had at Ms. Wang's bedside grew even stronger.
She pressed her lips together, walked into the nearby emergency exit, and called Xu Qingru: "Mom, I'm coming home for dinner tonight. There's something I'd like to discuss with you."
Ms. Wang rested in the hospital for an afternoon but didn't want to stay there any longer. Nobody could really go against her temperament, and Mu Ke, being a doctor, didn't think it was a big deal. So, he took Ms. Wang back to his apartment.
