Hearing the doctor say so, the old lady's heart twisted completely. I'm afraid most of his illness is psychological, making treatment somewhat difficult.
Now that he's home, treatment will be more convenient.
"Alright, we understand." The old man nodded, "Can we go back now?"
"We'll observe for a few more hours, then he can be discharged to recuperate at home." After stating the situation, the doctor left the ward with a few nurses.
As soon as the doctor left, Qiao Xiaren and Shangguan Xue came in.
When Qiao Xiaren entered, she saw the man half-reclining on the hospital bed. His eyes were slightly closed, as if resting. Sensitive to the movement at the door, he glanced over.
As their eyes met, Qiao Xiaren noticed his eyes blinked, and his gaze fell on her. He felt a strange sense of familiarity but didn't know where it came from.
"She..." Qiao Junzhen suddenly uttered a word, his lips trembled, wanting to say something but couldn't.
