"It's okay, he's my uncle." Qin Yin smiled as she said to Nan Sichen.
"Mm." Only then did Nan Sichen follow Qin Yin to approach Qin Muchuan.
Qin Muchuan looked a bit pale, holding a big bag of fruit in his left hand and a dark red thermos in his right hand.
Qin Yin, looking tired, forced a smile and asked, "Uncle, why are you here?"
Qin Muchuan, staring at what he was holding, laughed sarcastically, "I heard your dad was sick, so I came to see him."
"Mm, please go ahead." Qin Yin didn't feel like talking too much right now.
Muchuan looked at Qin Yin's slightly disheveled appearance and her extremely pale face, and said with a pang of heartache, "Yinyin, I'm sorry."
Qin Yin suddenly looked up, her clear eyes fixed on Qin Muchuan, her lips quivered as she asked, "Uncle, have... have you been up there?"
Qin Muchuan laughed, and seeing a nurse passing by, gave her the stuff he was holding and asked her to help send it to ward 307.
