Hospital room.
Lu Jing was sitting up in bed and, hearing some noise, looked up.
"You're back?" he asked.
Upon seeing him, Jiang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His heart was about to burst out when he hadn't seen anyone just a moment ago.
After all, it was only today that they had experienced a heart-stopping emergency.
Even the formidable Jiang Ye seemed unable to completely relax and was still visibly shaken.
Standing at the door, Jiang Ye nodded and walked in:
"It was too late, so I just grabbed whatever was at the night market."
As he spoke, he opened the plastic bag he was carrying and took out newly bought clothes for changing.
Goodness, all tiny floral prints.
The clothes, pants, and a cardigan—Lu's mother wouldn't usually wear such an outdated style, a soy sauce color with a row of black, round buttons—very eye-catching.
Lu Jing couldn't hold back and let out a snort of laughter.
"No, wait, let me see yours."
