Xia Lu decided to buy some things and visit Gao Qishan in the hospital. Although she did not have much affection for this so-called father, he was, after all, her mother's husband and still her relative.
Right after work, she went to the same hospital as before.
Gao Qishan appeared to be in good spirits, not resembling a patient suffering from a terminal illness. This was probably due to his many years of meticulous self-care— even with his illness, he still looked better than the average person.
Xia Lu placed the items she brought on the side, "Has the time been set?"
"It's scheduled for next week. Before that, we still need to conduct some necessary tests," explained Xia Zhiqiu. "But there should be no problems. To reduce post-transplant rejection, he won't be able to see visitors in a few days. You came just in time."
She smiled, relieved, and pulled Xia Lu aside, "I'm so glad you can accept your father."
