Not long after Xing Ye and the others left, someone from the troops came looking for He Teng. He Teng spoke with the person from the troops for over half an hour outside the ward, and when he returned, his expression appeared a bit different.
Ever since He Zhilan found out that her father and second brother were okay, and the baby was alright, she felt much more relaxed. So, even though she was lying in bed recuperating, she still remained her chatty self as before.
He Teng sat at the bedside peeling fruit for her, but his mind seemed elsewhere, so much so that even when she waved her fingers in front of him to make faces, he gave no reaction.
"Brother, snap out of it~" He Zhilan finally raised her hand to pat He Teng, asking, "Did your comrades talk about something important when they came to see you? You look like you have something on your mind since you came back."
