After placing Li Tingting on the bed, Zhang Xiaofan said affectionately.
"Tingting, get some good rest."
Having spoken, he kissed her forehead.
Their eyes met, and understanding passed between them without words.
Li Tingting, of course, understood what Zhang Xiaofan meant.
She didn't speak, but obediently nodded her head like a good girl.
Upon leaving, Zhang Xiaofan gently closed the door behind him.
Li Tingting had been overly frightened and had stayed by his side for an entire day and night.
Her body and mind were already exhausted, and she needed to rest properly.
Just as he walked out, Zhang Xiaofan received a call from Li Peishan.
After Zhang Xiaofan left yesterday, Li Peishan found that there was nothing wrong with his body and left the hospital.
He tried to contact Zhang Xiaofan, but couldn't reach him.
It wasn't that he couldn't be reached, but that Zhang Xiaofan wasn't answering.
