"Who needs it?"
"Never mind that, just go back first."
He took the thermal container and went to the third floor, where Qin Yurong was staying. Although her room wasn't a VIP ward, it was a private one, and she lacked for nothing. He arrived at the door, pushed it open, and walked in to see Qin Yurong sitting up in bed.
When Qin Yurong saw him, her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears welled up, "Haoyang, are you here to see me? And our child?"
Chen Guixiu and Qin He, hearing their daughter's words, also turned to see Guan Haoyang. A glimmer of light blossomed in their dim eyes. It seemed they saw the hope of their daughter marrying into the Guan Family. Chen Guixiu approached obsequiously, "Haoyang, please take a seat."
"You haven't had breakfast, have you? This is made by my mom herself, millet porridge—perfect for nurturing the body, especially for pregnant women." Guan Haoyang walked over and placed the thermal container on the bedside table.
