"There's no place better than home."
Ever since Chu Yulong was hospitalized, he hadn't been home, and his longing for home was self-evident. He had even decided that if he were ever on the verge of death, he hoped to die at home rather than in the hospital.
Yao Qinfang said, "Mr. Qin, I really appreciate you. Old Chu was in the hospital for such a long time, and you handled all his work. You really helped him a lot."
Qin Xianglian laughed, "Qinfang, you're being way too polite! If I were the one lying in the hospital bed, I'm sure Mr. Chu would handle my share of work as well. Besides, we're not just colleagues; we're neighbors. Distant relatives aren't as good as nearby neighbors, we should support each other."
