She didn't pay the money, and the hospital couldn't dispense the medicine.
She watched Ruan Jiandang, still unconscious, pacing back and forth at the entrance of the hospital room. She agonized until after eight in the morning, when the Ruanlin family and Ruan Jianguo came with Ruan Jiaojiao.
Everyone had just recovered yesterday, and no one mentioned visiting Ruan Jiandang at the hospital. It was Jiaojiao who brought it up herself this morning.
The Ruanlin family now despised Liao Zhaoji immensely, and they harbored resentment towards this son as well. Knowing he wouldn't die, they had no desire to see him, but since Little Jiaojiao wanted to visit, they could only agree.
Upon entering the hospital, they saw Liao Zhaoji standing at the door of the ward. Her smile faded instantly.
"Mom, big brother." Liao Zhaoji, feeling somewhat guilty and afraid, approached slowly and then looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao, you're back, are you okay?"
