One hour passed quickly, and the door to the hospital room still remained closed.
Outside the room, Abed sat nervously on the sofa. He would stand up from time to time, pressing himself against the door like a gecko, trying to hear any sounds from inside.
"Why is there not a single sound? Could Soft Treasure and my dad have fallen asleep?"
Abed looked like a husband waiting outside the delivery room for his wife to give birth, his tousled blond hair revealing his anxiety everywhere.
He leaned against the door for a while longer, confirming that he couldn't hear a thing, then sighed and straightened up.
"What on earth are they talking about?"
Abed ruffled his hair in frustration, and as he looked up, he caught sight of Xi Jiu sitting on the sofa.
In contrast to his anxiety, Xi Jiu appeared completely calm, sitting as steady as ever, seemingly neither curious nor worried about what might happen between Ruan Qi and Old Alpharetta.
