"Mm, okay, go back, be careful on your way."
Having someone around made the hospital ward feel less desolate. But Ning Ruixi also knew that everyone needs to stand on their own two feet, that nobody must rely on someone else to survive. The best approach is still to learn to adapt on one's own.
After Wu Han left, Ning Ruixi zoned out for a while before taking out her phone to send a message to the man.
For lunch, Ning Ruixi had the hospital-provided patient meal, which was nutritious, but the taste was frankly unspeakable. Even her taste buds, which were accustomed to alternating between hunger and satisfaction and trying all sorts of premium bento flavors, were struggling to cope.
She seriously suspected that all the dishes were just blanched in boiling water.
Having consumed such a flavorless meal for lunch, Ruixi then began her seemingly endless hospital ward life.
However, the situation improved at dinner time.
"Mom, Dad, how did you get here?"