The courtyard Xiao Sheng rented was only ten minutes away from the hospital. Because it was the new year, the streets were very lively.
However, Xiao Sheng and Xiao Lin were not interested. As long as the surgery wasn't done yet, they would feel uneasy.
The two of them walked home under the dim yellow street lamp in the alley. When they arrived at the door, they saw a petite figure standing beside the courtyard door. Her head was wrapped tightly in a scarf and she looked very sleepy. There were two bags on the ground and the rope holding the bags was held by the owner.
Xiao Lin was wondering why someone would come looking for them when they were only tenants. He thought that the other party had come to the wrong door.
However, Xiao Sheng recognized the person standing at a glance and hurriedly ran forward. When he saw Yu Bing with her eyes closed and head lowered, his heart ached.