Upon arrival at the clinic,
Qiao Xi made her way to the living quarters behind the clinic.
When she pushed open Granny Qiao's room door and saw the familiar handsome face inside, her smile faded, "Why are you here?"
Xu Yunye, leaning on his crutch and smiling at her, said, "Granny Qiao asked me to come. She made me century egg and lean pork congee. It's really delicious!"
He was fearless.
Granny Qiao also smiled affectionately, "Yunye is such a handsome and sensible boy, with a sweet mouth that makes him likable."
She was very fond of Xu Yunye, thinking that he had a kindly face.
Granny Qiao could now get out of bed and walk, but not very smoothly.
"Granny Qiao likes me, that's why I'm here. Doctor Qiao, you shouldn't always pick on me, I have backing," his eyes, which were very much like Qiao Xi's, brimmed with slyness and triumph.
Taking a deep breath, Qiao Xi said, "So what are you two doing? Folding Ingots?"
