While treating Ling Ruonan, mother and son kept talking about things.
After discussing everything that needed to be said, Ling Ruonan stood up.
"Much more comfortable." Ling Ruonan stood up, pinched her abdomen a few times, and said with a smile, "Your massage is quite effective."
"I'll give you a massage these days, you'll feel even better." Luo Ziling also smiled and advised, "Don't get too tired, rest early."
"Are you going out?"
"Yang Qingyin said she's not feeling well either, asked me to go check on her."
"Oh... alright then." Ling Ruonan didn't say much, except to remind, "Be careful."
Luo Ziling felt a bit awkward, understanding what Ling Ruonan meant by being careful, but he could only agree.
After leaving home somewhat embarrassedly, Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief.
He sent a message to Yang Qingyin, asking if she wanted to have a late-night snack.
Yang Qingyin replied, saying she was dieting, only eating fruits and no late-night snacks.
