Not yet noon, the sunlight hadn't reached the spot where Ling Jinhua was sitting, making it quite serene and cool.
Ling Jinhua picked up the tea brewed by Ling Ruonan, took a satisfying sip, and then grabbed a loquat placed nearby, eating it slowly. He paid no attention to Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling, as if they didn't exist.
Seeing that Ling Jinhua wasn't speaking but didn't ask them to leave either, Ling Ruonan walked behind Ling Jinhua and began to massage his back.
While massaging Ling Jinhua's back, she said softly, "Grandpa, we just went to see Zhengping."
"You shouldn't have gone to see him; it's not good for his recovery." After speaking, Ling Jinhua spit a loquat seed into his hand and tossed it into the nearby trash box. "Your visit will complicate his recovery further."
