"So, yesterday you called his dormitory, didn't you? But no one answered, right?" Meng Qingmei brought it up, feeling a bit upset, "This rascal, how old is he now and still makes us worry. He promised to come back the day before yesterday, we waited all day yesterday, and he didn't show up. He doesn't even answer his phone!"
"Alright, stop blaming him. He's a doctor, maybe there's a critically ill patient, and he's still in the clinic saving lives, right? It's not the first time this has happened," Ji Shuanglin tried to reassure Meng Qingmei.
"Weren't you complaining too just now? When I say something, you start to speak up for him." Meng Qingmei rolled her eyes at him, let go of his hand, and walked ahead by herself.
"How am I taking his side? I'm clearly trying to reassure you..."
The old couple chatted while walking and happened to meet Old Liu who was returning from buying breakfast.
"Professor Ji, did your son Ji Chuan come back? What do you plan to cook for him today?"
