Xue'er wiped the tear stains from her face, her heart filled with a blend of emotions as she said, "I am the secretary to his mother."
Soon after, Nangong Yuan'er and Lin Zhuangguo rushed over as well.
The farm's business was left in the hands of Shangguan Linger and the others to manage.
After all, the diners would be grilling their own meat, so preparing the barbecue ingredients was all that was necessary. This meant no chefs were required, and it was all rather straightforward.
"How is it going? What did the doctor say?" Nangong Yuan'er asked, holding Lin Wan'er's little hand.
"He's still in the operating room," Lin Wan'er said, looking at the light still on in the operating room.
As for Shangguan Ranyan, she did not recognize her.
At that moment, she had no desire to make acquaintances; her mind was solely occupied with Lin Zhenghui's condition.
Just last night, everything was fine, and she had played with Lin Zhenghui in high spirits, utterly intoxicated with life.
