By the time they came out, it was already nine o'clock.
At this time, they should be asleep.
Seeing them, Xiao Ling was very happy and quickly called out to them.
"Auntie, Mianmian, are you all okay?
I've spread out the bedding, come and rest for a bit!"
There was a spring bed inside, and Fan Qing was lying on it now.
"Okay, thank you very much."
The bedding was brought back by Song Yi; otherwise, with so many people, there wouldn't have been a way to rest.
And there were children, too; they needed a more comprehensive plan.
"How is Qingqing doing?"
Zhang Kaiyang had spread out a mattress beside the bed for convenience in taking care of her.
"Don't know, her breathing is still stable.
We've changed her medicine, but we don't know when she will recover."
"Don't worry, just take it slow."
Ye Mianmian's arm was also reexamined by Song Yi, and there were no problems.
Jhiang Yuan was afraid that it might get bumped during the subsequent jolting.