Luo Yang stood there for a while, his mouth dry again, so he couldn't help but pour himself another cup of boiled water to drink. It wasn't hot in the early autumn evening, and it was unclear why he was so thirsty.
As he pondered, his phone rang.
"Only you can take me to the 'Journey to the West'..."
The screen displayed Tang Guihua's name. He answered the call and heard her ask, "Niu Zai, where are you? I went to your house and couldn't find you."
Luo Yang made up an excuse, "I'm on my way home now, what's up?"
"Just wanted to chat with you about treating fibroids, come over to my house as soon as you get back. Hurry, how much longer will you be?"
"Very soon, just a few minutes away."
"Then I'll wait for you. Hey, I made dumplings today—corn filling, just for you to try."
"Sounds good."
"Then I'll wait for you. We'll talk more when you arrive. Bye."