With a snap, the TV turned off, and Yan Xiaye ran to the corner with a skip in her step, pushing out the wheelchair she had rented earlier.
"Yi Ren, let's bring a thin blanket and take a stroll outside, how about it?"
Qin Yiren chuckled softly, "Okay."
Saying this, she lifted the blanket. Since they were just going to wander downstairs at the hospital, she didn't bring her wallet and phone, and simply followed Yan Xiaye out.
About a few minutes later.
The clear ring of a phone echoed in the room, the screen flashing with an unknown call alert.
The ringtone persisted for a moment, the phone screen dimmed, then brightened again, dimmed, brightened, dimmed…
No one knew how much time had passed when the ward door was opened once more.
Qin Yiren tried to maneuver the wheelchair by herself, slipping into the room, and casually said, "Xiaye, hurry back, Little Yunduo and Second Master Li are waiting for you for dinner."
