After finishing the kitten food ad, Zheng Tan did not have any time to worry about its reception. He had a bigger thing to focus on; Mama Jiao was coming home.
Even though she had not completely recovered, there was no point in staying in the hospital anymore. Faculty benefits covered most of the costs, but she didn’t want to occupy a bed when others might need it more. She always felt uncomfortable in the hospital anyways. Also, she didn’t want the kids to eat cafeteria food any longer. Not that the cafeteria served poor food; it was just that home cooked meals always seemed better.
So, on a sunny Saturday morning, the entire Jiao family went to the hospital.
Jiao Yuan brought his backpack, hiding Zheng Tan within it. When unfamiliar doctors and unrelated strangers walked by, Zheng Tan would bury himself inside the bag. Otherwise, he would stick out his head to watch everyone pack.
Everyone was smiling. It was hard not to feel happy about leaving the hospital.
