"I'm right here." Hearing her mention herself, Jian Liangtong quickly walked over and held Jin Jumo's other hand from the other side.
But this hand was on a drip, so Jian Liangtong didn't dare to exert much force, looking at Jin Jumo with worried, reddened eyes.
"Are you crying?" Jin Jumo smiled at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong almost burst into tears, "Don't smile at me, it's ugly!"
"Mm." Jin Jumo gently acknowledged, her body exhausted, making even speaking a challenge.
"You're very weak right now, the doctor advised you to rest more. Don't worry about me, just close your eyes and sleep for a while." Jian Liangtong sniffed, reached out to tuck her in, her tone urging and anxious.
Jin Jumo nodded, then turned to Rong Mochen, "Can you take her home for me? I don't feel safe with her alone."
"Alright." Rong Mochen stared deeply at her.
"Also, don't let Grandpa Jin and Xixi Hanhan know I'm hospitalized; they'll worry," Jin Jumo said.
"...Mm."
