Upon hearing footsteps, Du Qin looked towards the door.
The figures of Jiang Chenglin and Tong Yan appeared one after the other.
Before Tong Yan could call out "Mom," Du Qin stood up straight and hurriedly said, "Chenglin, could you please take care of Zhizhi for a moment?"
With that, she swiftly led Tong Yan out of the ward.
The sound of hurried footsteps gradually faded away. In Su Lingzhi's vision, there was nothing but darkness as she asked blankly, "Why is my mom in such a rush? Where did she go?"
Jiang Chenglin set down the breakfast and lied, "The doctor called for her."
Su Lingzhi fell silent.
Jiang Chenglin glanced at her, leisurely scooped half a bowl of porridge, sat by the bed, and gently stirred it.
Scooping a half spoonful, he blew on it lightly, and only when he was sure of the right temperature did he bring it to her lips.
"Open your mouth."
Su Lingzhi faced him but made no move.
