"Qiu-er's mood is more stable now. Perhaps she's finally let things go. She wishes not to stay in the hospital anymore and wants to go home, but your father and I didn't agree. Her condition is so serious, it is safer for her to be in the hospital.
"Do you remember that there was an available heart? But alas, they gave it to the other patient. I asked around and heard that the patient's surgery went well, and he is recovering very well."
"Qiu-er is just so unfortunate."
Du Tingting was very depressed as she spoke of these things.
Song Ci said, "What should we do now then?"
Du Tingting put down the bowl after Song Ci had finished the food. She clasped the sides of her skirt and hesitantly said, "Song Song, I have an idea."
Song Ci looked at Du Tingting puzzledly. "What?"
