Xu Qingfan just sat there in the hospital, chatting with Lin Wanning now and then.
It was late at night, and in the empty hospital hall, there were only whispers between the two, along with the gradually even breathing sounds of the four girls.
As it was almost time to change to the last IV bag, the nurse came back with the packed white porridge, returned the card and bill to Xu Qingfan, and conveniently removed the needle to replace it with the last IV bag.
"Thanks for the hard work," Xu Qingfan said with a smile after signing the bill and handing it back to her.
"No big deal, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, just come find me," the nurse replied in a mix of Cantonese and English.
"Um," Xu Qingfan lowered his head to avoid laughing out loud.
He thought speaking like this in Hong Kong movies seemed normal, but in reality, he really couldn't accept it.