"Where's Mr. Gu?"
It wasn't until they reached room 301, which was Gege's room, that the patient really started asking where Gu Ran had gone.
The other patients were just looking around with their eyes and didn't ask.
"He's got conjunctivitis. He won't be coming to the ward today or tomorrow," Su Qing explained.
"I thought he was supposed to have chickenpox?" He Qingyan said.
"Huh?" Gege looked back and forth at them.
Su Qing's face didn't move. Her eyes slid to the far left, coldly fixing on He Qingyan.
"Forget it." Gege's tone was cheerful, "Whether it's conjunctivitis, chickenpox, or syphilis, tell him I'm wearing safety shorts today—pumpkin shorts!"
"He'll be thrilled," He Qingyan assured.
"He likes pumpkin shorts?" Gege became interested, "Then I'll wear them again for him next week!"
"Chen Ke," Su Qing spoke.
"What's up?" Chen Ke, looking amused and smiling, turned to her.
