102. Lun Chuan Discharged from Hospital_1

Imperial City.

Wanhe Garden.

The unassuming black SUV slowly approached, the electronic barrier automatically lifted, and the outline of the woman in the driver's seat was faintly visible.

In the back seat, the young man's face was pale, his features serene, and the small mole on his forehead made his melancholy seem more pronounced.

Lun Jing glanced at him in the rearview mirror and always felt that he was distracted and restless.

This feeling was not good.

He was neatly dressed in cotton home clothes, and even with several meals of shepherd's purse dumplings during the hospital stay, her son had visibly lost weight, especially recently.

Initially, she had thought that recuperating at home after being discharged from the hospital would do him some good, but ever since that editor visited yesterday, her son had been in this state...

She sighed to herself, "Achuan, I forgot to tell you, that little girl sent another box of stuff."