Lu Jiaxin saw him looking energetic and said, "It's too late today. We'll handle your discharge tomorrow. Hospital beds are in short supply, so let's not occupy public resources."
Although this is a high-class ward, people with connections can stay here. When the time comes, a regular ward will be freed up.
Lu Hongjun asked with concern, "Are you really okay?"
"Didn't Shanzi tell you?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Hongjun wilted. Returning the house is a minor issue; losing the pension is truly a matter of life and death for him. Although his daughter has money, their relationship... the days ahead are likely to be hard.
Seeing his expression, Lu Jiaxin asked, "What, distressed over the pension and the house? If you'd known it would come to this, why act in the first place?"
Lu Hongjun hung his head without speaking. At times like this, saying anything is wrong; it's better to listen quietly and get less scolding.
