She looked much better this time, not as pale anymore, "It seems you're recovering quite well."
Lin Sen took the fruit basket, his eyes filled with gratitude, carefully placing it on the table before giving his chair to Qinghe to sit down, while he himself stood.
Qinghe gave a generous smile, "No need to be so formal, you've just recovered yourself, it's better not to overexert. Take a seat, I can sit on Rannan's bed."
Rannan also happily said, "Yeah, yeah, Brother, you just had surgery, you should sit down. Qinghe is not an outsider, and my bed is even bigger." She was petite, and though the bed was meant for one person, it was still quite spacious for her, nearly half empty. Moreover, Rannan was most delighted that Qinghe was so casual and friendly with them, like a friend, which made her feel completely at ease.
