Having Dinner

He hadn't returned home, even though it was already dinner time.

The atmosphere in the household was far from cheerful.

After waiting for a while, Su Bin, wearing a stern expression, spoke up, "Let's not wait any longer. Let's start eating."

But just as they were about to dig in, Ms. Lin arrived, her eyes already swollen from crying.

Qin Zhenzhen furrowed her brows. She suspected that Ms. Lin was about to ask for another favor.

Su Bin's face darkened even more.

"Stop crying! If you have something to say, get to the point!" he snapped.

Ms. Lin wiped her tears away and began, "Erhu has regained consciousness, but he's still in a lot of pain. He describes it as an excruciating headache, like a sharp awl piercing his skull, so painful that he wishes for death…"