Ye Xingguang left the hospital, went to a nearby store to buy wontons, stated they were to go at the counter, then leaned against a wall, feeling lost and did not know what to do next.
Her cell phone in her pocket rang again. She waited for the ring for a while before answering: "Hello?"
"At the hospital?"
Ye Junqing's voice seemed softer than usual over the phone, hitting her unbearably tender heart. The emotions she had barely gathered collapsed all at once, and a sudden sourness hit the tip of her nose: "Mhmm."
"How's dad's condition?"
She choked for a moment, wanting to mention that the doctor had asked her to be psychologically prepared. But it felt like cotton was stuck in her throat, and she could not say it out loud.
"Which hospital in T city is dad at? I've contacted a few authoritative experts on uremia, and I'd like to review your dad's medical records."
