Inside a hospital room at Qingshan County People's Hospital.
After Jiang Yixia sent the message, "Anyway, you owe me," she stared at the screen for several seconds, a smile playing on her lips.
Lu Fan was quiet for a moment before sending a reply: "Fine. I owe you. I'll spend the rest of my life paying you back."
Jiang Yixia's heart beat a little faster as she read the words "the rest of my life." She didn't reply. Instead, she placed her phone face down on her lap and glanced at Jiang Guoqiang.
The old man was still asleep. His breathing was steady, and his color looked better than it had during the day.
She stood up, walked to the window, and pulled the curtain open a crack.
It was pitch-black outside. The only things visible were the shadows of a few old camphor trees in the courtyard, swaying under the streetlights.
Her phone vibrated again.
She picked it up to see another message from Lu Fan: "Text me when the specialist arrives tomorrow."
