Xie Zhiyao feigned concern, "The weather has suddenly turned cold, and it's very easy to catch a chill in the stomach. You should pay more attention to your health!"
Qian Sisi nodded, "I was just pushing Uncle Xie around for a bit, but since you're here, I'll head back first! Auntie is waiting for me in the garden, I'm worried she might get anxious…"
Xie Qishan wanted to keep Qian Sisi around for a bit longer, but ultimately, he couldn't bring himself to speak up and just waited until Qian Sisi had left before he asked Xie Zhiyao, "Yaoyao, push me back, will you?"
Xie Zhiyao was startled, "Dad, didn't you say you wanted to take a walk with me on Ginkgo Boulevard? You just got here, and now you want to go back?"
Xie Qishan, clutching the surgical wound on his lower abdomen, said, "I'm a bit tired! Let's come back tomorrow..."
Xie Zhiyao, holding back, started pushing the wheelchair back.
