After the surgery, the patient was sent back to the ward by that poor, advanced doctor who did not even lend a hand to sew the skin. Fang Lin kindly invited Zheng Ren and Su Yun to stay in the hospital for take-out, but Su Yun sternly refused.
What good food was there in the hospital, and they could not even drink alcohol? It was nonsense.
Eating skewers and drinking a few bottles of beer at a roadside stall was better than eating in the hospital.
Zheng Ren looked at his phone. Xie Yiren had left a message saying that she and Chang Yue were waiting for them in the car. The two of them changed their clothes and prepared to leave the hospital.
At this time every day, their mood was the most relaxed.