Qiao Yu played along and responded with a casual "Yeah."
Gu Xiaomo looked out at the sky and asked, "I heard you have a girlfriend now. When you have time, bring her to meet us!"
Qiao Yu was busy with something, his head lowered.
He didn't answer Gu Xiaomo's question.
Gu Xiaomo turned back and saw Qiao Yu sewing a pouch with needle and thread. Her eye twitched involuntarily. "Where did the needle and thread come from?"
"Got them from the nurse," Qiao Yu replied as he skillfully bit off the thread and tied a knot.
In his hand, a small pouch was already neatly stitched.
Gu Xiaomo looked at him with disdain. "What's the point of sewing that?"
Qiao Yu placed a medication bottle into the pouch. "This is a medicine pouch. The doctor said the pills you're taking need to be carried with you. If your chest starts to hurt or feel tight, you need to take one immediately. If you don't take them on time, it could be dangerous! You can't always rely on making it to the hospital in time."
