Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the morning of the fourth day, Zion finally prepared to return to the Origin Medical Hall.
He had not left the residence since the wedding, and there were still many matters at the medical hall that required his attention.
Just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Is my husband heading to the medical hall?"
Zion turned around.
Callista was slowly approaching in her wheelchair, sunlight falling across her features. There was a gentle smile on her lips.
"Mm. It's time for me to go back."
Callista stopped beside him.
"The weather is quite pleasant today. Since you're going out anyway, why don't we take a walk through the Imperial City together?"
Zion looked at her with slight confusion.
Go shopping?
That did not seem like something Callista would ordinarily suggest.
Seeing his expression, she explained,
