Ye Xi had been on an IV drip all night, and Lu Lingxiao had stayed with her the entire time.
Even if Ye Xi was reluctant to talk to him, he would sit quietly opposite her, staring at her IV bag, watching the medicine slowly drip down.
At the crack of dawn, a child's voice echoed through the emergency room.
At first, Ye Xi thought she had heard wrong, until she noticed a small bundle of cotton appear in the infusion area.
It was Lu Youheng.
Behind Lu Youheng, followed by driver Old Zhu, the little guy was wearing a puffy down coat, a yellow and brown wool cap, and he was holding a two-tiered oval box wrapped with a cover.
Lu Youheng stood at the door, staring blankly inside.
When he saw that Ye Xi was really there, his little face visibly brightened with joy, and he pushed the door open and ran inside.
Once he noticed his father was also there, he immediately became more reserved.
