Zhao Family.
Today was the day of dismissal from the hospital, and strangely, only Father Zhao came to pick up Zhao Mengmeng with a bouquet of flowers in hand.
"Mengmeng, let's go home," said Father Zhao with a beaming smile, handing the flowers to his lovely daughter.
Zhao Mengmeng was dressed casually today in a white T-shirt, denim shorts, and white sneakers.
Such attire made her look even younger, her whole being radiated youthful vitality, and she looked especially lively.
Seeing this, Father Zhao felt joy in his heart and affectionately stroked his daughter's head, "Your mother has prepared a table full of delicious food at home for you."
Delicious food... These three words instantly lit up Zhao Mengmeng's eyes.
"Then let's hurry home, Dad, I'm hungry," said Zhao Mengmeng, holding onto Father Zhao's arm, wishing she could sprout wings and fly straight back.
These past days in the hospital, the bland and tasteless diet almost made her lose weight.
