Su Nanxing felt that Tang Ruoqing was exuding cheerfulness and overflowing with happiness when she saw her again.
Even though Tang Ruoqing always seemed cheerful and straightforward, today she was distinctly beaming with joy.
"Did you see your Professor Ying?" Su Nanxing asked. "All smiles and looking so proud."
She had started moving around in bed whenever she could.
Every time she got out of bed, Lu Beiyuan would watch her nervously.
He wanted to support her but didn't dare to, so he could only stare at her, as if she were some fragile doll that would break after a few steps.
It wasn't until Tang Ruoqing arrived that he said he was going to check on the baby and finally left Su Nanxing's sight.
"I did see him." Tang Ruoqing stretched lazily without any image consciousness. "I've been performing surgeries all day, exhausted. What's there to be proud of?"
"Happiness is written all over your face." Su Nanxing said. "I can see it."