Ye Xingguang found the lab report on the bedside table, but her father was so weak he couldn't even sit up, let alone walk to get examined. She borrowed a wheelchair from the nurse station and finally got a chance to ask, "Dad, where's my boyfriend?"
"He had something urgent, so he left first," said Song Chuanqi.
Ye Xingguang was discontented, "Didn't I ask him to stay with you in the ward? What could be so urgent that he needed to leave now?"
"Don't blame him," Song Chuanqi uttered only three words.
After the son-in-law had embraced him, he was eager to leave. According to himself, after their first hug, he felt a strong desire to drink blood, so he couldn't stay in the bustling hospital and needed to find a quiet place to get through it.
Song Chuanqi didn't know what such an uncontrollable craving felt like, as he hadn't experienced it yet, but he could understand…
