Azhong's wontons arrived twenty minutes later. Given that she and Chen Ziqian had rekindled their previous warmth, Suxin ate with great pleasure. After she finished eating, her IV drip was also done. Suxin asked Chen Ziqian to go back to sleep, but Chen Ziqian said it was already very late, and he didn't want to walk back and forth; he'd rather intrude on her in the hospital for the night. So, Suxin slept in the hospital bed and Chen Ziqian slept on the sofa beside. Both of them fell asleep without any issues.
At six-thirty in the morning, Chen Ziqian's phone rang, waking him. When he looked, "Ling Yuanhang" flashed in large letters on the mobile screen.
After glancing at Suxin, who was still asleep, Chen Ziqian took his phone and walked out of the ward.
"Yuanhang."
"Ziqian, is Xinxin at home? I've called her several times and no one answered."
