"I should go back home. My mother-in-law must be hungry by now." Lin Fang said, trying to gain Mrs. Zhao's favor in the late hour.
"Go on." Mrs. Zhao nodded approvingly, and as she watched Lin Fang leave, she spoke to Shenbao, "She's a good woman. You won't make a mistake with her."
"Hmm," Shenbao replied, nodding his head.
After resting at home for another day, Shenbao took his daughter, Ziqing, to the hospital to see Shangguan Furong on the third morning.
The ones accompanying Furong in the hospital that day were Mrs. Shangguan, Dehui and Ni Cuihua.
No other younger family members were present.
Upon seeing Shenbao, Dehui managed to suppress his urge to lash out, and his face darkened immeasurably.
"Mom, brother," Shenbao spoke up first.
The room fell silent; no one responded.
"You're here, have a seat." Furong said, sitting up from the bed.
When she addressed Shenbao, she remained incredibly composed.
"It's okay, I can stand," Shenbao said.
