An An entered Lu Mingfei's hospital room. Lu Mingfei hadn't seen her for an afternoon and actually missed her quite a bit.
"Uncle, Aunt, I'm here. You should go home early and rest, don't get too tired."
After all, they were getting older, and An An wouldn't let them stay overnight in the hospital.
Feng Zhihe saw her coming, holding her hand, "An An, why are your hands a bit cold?"
An An was startled, "Auntie, I... I just washed my hands, that's why they're a bit cold."
After An An said this, her eyes didn't dare to meet Feng Zhihe's.
She felt like she was lying more and more now, and she really didn't want to.
"Are you working too hard preparing medicines?"
"I'm not tired, just helping my second uncle a bit. It's Uncle and Aunt who haven't rested well."
Lu Mingfei didn't want his mom to stay longer in the hospital either, especially after she first met Zuo Mufeng, which made him quite worried.
"Yeah, Dad, you and Mom should go back, it's enough having An An here."
