After noting down the phone number, Zhao Dezhu wheeled Lin Tian downstairs, while Bai Shishi went to pay and handle the discharge procedures.
A few days of rest, combined with Lin Tian's remarkably quick recovery, allowed him to stand on his own feet, but he still couldn't exert much force, or his wound would hurt!
Soon Zhao Dezhu left the hospital, and Bai Shishi drove off with Lin Tian.
"I'm a bit hungry!"
Said Bai Shishi suddenly, while driving.
Lin Tian, sitting in the passenger seat, rubbed his stomach, "I'm a bit hungry too!"
Bai Shishi glanced at Lin Tian, "Shall we grab something to eat before heading back?"
"Sure!"
After reading all afternoon, Bai Shishi didn't feel hungry initially; but as soon as he mentioned it, he suddenly really wanted to eat something.
"What do you feel like eating?" Bai Shishi asked.
"I'm not picky!"
Regarding food, Lin Tian was never picky; as long as he could eat and fill up, that was fine!
