Gu Xinzhou smiled and said, "We will definitely go back; I have to work tomorrow. But let's leave a bit later."
Shen Shiqing seemed to frown slightly, looking at Gu Xinzhou, "Then tell me a story. I can't sleep, and you should wait until I fall asleep to leave."
Gu Xinzhou raised her hand, rubbed her forehead, and sighed, "Telling stories to coax children to sleep, I can do that. But you're a bit too old for it, doesn't fit the image of my sons, you know."
Shen Shiqing rolled one eye and glared at Gu Xinzhou.
Song Zhen stepped forward, sat by the bed, and looked down at him, speaking gently, "Bringing you to a private hospital primarily because their operational model is different from public ones. By investing some money here, I can help you get a corneal transplant more easily. Be aware, I've already got an understanding with the hospital here, so the cornea surgery could happen any time."
Shen Shiqing: "I understand."
Gu Xinzhou added, "I'll go to the restroom."
