Chapter 128: An Honored Guest Arrives
After dinner, Grandma Wu insisted on washing the lunchbox herself, despite Song Yimo’s attempts to dissuade her, so Song Yimo followed her to the restroom.
As water gushed from the faucet, Grandma Wu spoke up, “Yimo, I asked around today and heard that the hospital has a cafeteria. The food is said to be quite decent. Tomorrow, don’t bring me lunch—it’s too much trouble for everyone.”
“Our place isn’t far from here,” Song Yimo replied. “Driving over takes less than ten minutes, so it’s no trouble at all.”
Grandma Wu turned off the tap, then looked at her with a knowing gaze. “Silly girl, I’m not worried about troubling you. I’m worried about bothering the one who makes the food. Be honest with Grandma Wu now—is that your Dage’s home?”
“No,” Song Yimo quickly understood her concern. “It’s a friend of his who owns the house, and there’s a housekeeper who cooks. Grandma Wu, if you’re okay with eating cafeteria food, could you really bear to let Wu Ting eat that when she’s finally able to eat something again?”
Grandma Wu sighed, giving in, her reluctance clear.
On the third day post-surgery, Wu Ting remained in a long sleep. After examining her, the doctor said she was recovering well and moved her to a general ward.
In this large hospital, finding an available room was no small feat. But Wu Ting, thanks to a recommendation from Zheng Senlin, was arranged into a private room.
Considering Wu Ting couldn’t wear an upper garment and there was also Grandma Wu to think of, a private room gave Song Yimo peace of mind.
When she got home, Song Yimo made a point of calling Zheng Senlin, her gratitude clear in every word.
*
Early in the morning, Zhai Muyang drove to the hospital.
“At noon, Aunt Zhang will bring you lunch. Don’t wander around—if you need anything, let Zhou Qing know.” He paused, hesitating, before pushing open the car door and stepping out.
Song Yimo got out from the other side, carrying breakfast, and walked over to him.
Zhai Muyang took a laptop bag from the back seat and handed it to her. “Take care of this, don’t lose it.”
“I know.” Song Yimo smiled up at him, balancing the breakfast and laptop bag in her hands. Dressed in a white shirt and black slacks, he looked sharp. “I’ll head up now. Drive safely, Dage.”
He nodded. “Go on.”
Zhou Qing approached. “Boss.”
“If Yang Shusheng comes by, let him in.”
“Yes, sir.”
Zhai Muyang got back in the car. “If it’s the Yang brothers, break their legs and toss them back at their front door.”
“…Yes, sir.”
The door to the hospital room was open, and Song Yimo peeked inside just in time to see a line of doctors finishing their morning rounds. She stepped aside and greeted the lead doctor. “Good morning, Dr. Zhao.”
“Good morning.” Dr. Zhao was warm and, without waiting for questions, offered, “Wu Ting is recovering well. Once she passes the air test, she can start eating some light fluids.”
“That’s wonderful.” Song Yimo’s dimples showed as she smiled. Glancing into the room, she lowered her voice and asked, “Dr. Zhao, will Wu Ting be able to stand again?”
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