Lan Changhua greatly appreciated Du Heng's approach. His understated approach concealed meticulous caution; this was the behavior of a qualified doctor. This diligence served both his patients' well-being and his own protection. It was okay to be a little tired; in fact, it was expected.
"The young man's condition is very stable now, and the dosage of his medicine has been reduced. Why don't you go home tonight? Your wife is still pregnant, after all," Lan Changhua suggested with a smile.
Du Heng's heart seemed to stop for a second. If Lan Changhua hadn't brought it up, I could have kept all my longing for Wu Shengnan and the baby suppressed deep down, not thinking about them. But now that Lan Changhua had mentioned it, this longing could no longer be contained, even making him feel an inexplicable restlessness.
