"Yes." Ling Hong nodded and then walked toward the restaurant along the crowd.
During the process, Ling Hong would protect ruan Xiaoqing subconsciously. Otherwise, the anxious customers behind would rub against her. Ling Hong had always done this.
However, today, ruan Xiaoqing was staring at Ling Hong's arm seriously and seemed to be thinking about something.
There were five of them. Although they were treating Ling Hong and ruan Xiaoqing to a meal, they couldn't sit together. So, they had to be divided into two tables.
Manion and his wheelchair-bound wife sat at a small table on the side, while professor Herbert, Ling Hong, and ruan Xiaoqing sat next to each other at the long curved table.
Although there were two tables, it didn't affect their communication and ordering.
After ordering, Ling Hong chatted with professor Herbert about other things. He was very careful not to talk about pancreatic cancer in front of ruan Xiaoqing.
