Zhang Ya took the lead in knocking and entering the room.
An Lan followed closely behind. As the two of them entered the ward, they finally got a clear view of the couple—both appeared to be in their fifties. The middle-aged woman had a somewhat sharp and mean look about her. Upon their arrival, she used that kind of discomfiting gaze to size up both An Lan and Zhang Ya.
Eventually, not knowing what she saw, the middle-aged woman turned to An Lan with a smile, "You two must be Nuanxi's friends, right? We are Nuanxi's parents. Are you here to visit our Nuanxi? You say you've come all this way, why bring anything at all?"
Although she said this, she stretched out her hand to take the things An Lan was holding.
An Lan felt an innate repulsion toward her, being extremely sensitive to malice by nature. Yet, remembering that these were Liu Nuanxi's parents, she eventually handed over the luxury fruits and supplements she had bought for visiting the sick.
