As a man, He Teng's heart wasn't as delicate as that of Zhilan. Thus, he didn't have much to say about Lan Li and Ding Jinshi's current situation. However, he couldn't help but feel a touch of regret for Lan Li, who seemed to be two different people during the years spent with Ding Jinshi and the years alone.
"Brother."
Zhilan's soft voice disrupted He Teng's thoughts. The man on the hospital bed looked up to acknowledge his wife's smile. He hummed in consent, waiting for Zhilan to express what she was about to say.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call for you." Zhilan softly giggled then moved closer to He Teng, her laughing face magnified in front of his eyes.
He Teng pulled back his gaze, skeptical. Before he could question her, Zhilan addressed him again, this time by his name instead of 'brother' — He Teng.
