Cheng Su slept restlessly through the night. When she got up in the morning, she felt her mood had calmed down considerably. As long as Xiao Susu is alive, she will surely live well.
Thinking of the visit to Old Master Cheng today, Cheng Su got up to wash her face. Seeing her complexion still a bit wan, she opened her makeup kit and started to apply makeup.
When visiting someone who is ill, the worst thing is to look wan and tired. It can make the patient feel even more depressed, so looking presentable is essential.
Soon, Cheng Su had finished applying powder to her face, which made her look much more spirited.
Zhao Da knocked on her door, bringing her a breakfast of rice noodle rolls and porridge, which are unique to Guangcheng.
Cheng Su thanked him, slowly finished eating the breakfast, and then lay down for a while, thinking about this and that until the scheduled time, when the sound of a car horn honked twice downstairs.
