Nangong He stood up and nodded, feeling reassured with the couple accompanying his grandson.
"Xixi, then Grandpa will head back first, I'll come see you after the New Year's Eve dinner, is that alright?"
Looking at Nangong He, the bedridden Nangong Xi smiled and nodded, "Okay, Grandpa, see you later."
"Ah, good."
Nangong He smiled and left the hospital room reluctantly.
"Mommy, can I use your phone?"
Looking at her son, Tang Yuyan seemed to guess what he wanted to do, "Are you going to call Sister Qiangwei again?"
Nangong Xi nodded, "Yeah, it's Chinese New Year, of course, I have to call Sister Qiangwei to wish her a happy new year!"
"But Mommy's phone is out of battery. In a little while——"
As if suddenly remembering something, she cut off mid-sentence and rushed to the hospital room door, calling out to Nangong Mingchuan who had walked some distance away, "Mingchuan!"
