Tian Lingyun forced a smile and said, "The surgery was very successful, but she must stay in the intensive care unit now. I'll go see her later. Erluo, can you accompany me later?"
Yan Luoxi nodded, "Of course, I can. She's our mom, after all."
Tian's mother was very good to Yan Luoxi. After she met Tian Lingyun, Lingyun often took her home for meals. Tian's mother, knowing her family situation, would personally cook a bountiful spread to warmly welcome her each visit.
Occasionally, when buying clothes for Lingyun, she'd also buy matching ones for her. Her care was so meticulous that even a biological mother might not do better. So upon hearing of Tian's mother's illness, Luoxi hurried to the hospital.
"You should eat first to fill your stomach. Look how much weight you've lost recently." Mou Chenyi brought over a bowl of porridge and sat by the bedside, spoon-feeding her the porridge.
