Su Qingning hated hospitals. Her father had passed away in one, holding her hand as he took his last breath. He had kept apologizing, regretting that he couldn't personally give her away at her wedding. Su Qingning had remembered those words for three years, and every time she thought of them, it felt as if a knife were twisting in her heart. Later, when her mother fell ill, Su Qingning spent nearly half a year rushing between bars and the hospital. Consequently, her memories of hospitals were all excruciatingly painful. Each visit felt as somber as attending a funeral.
But for some reason, having Lin Xiao by her side today made her mood feel less heavy.
Su Qingning's grandfather was already out of critical condition and had been moved to a regular ward. The one accompanying the old man was none other than Su Qingning's mother.
Standing at the doorway of the hospital room, Su Qingning suddenly said, "If my mom says something unpleasant later, Lin Xiao, don't take it to heart!"
