"Suit yourself." Luo Zhiyong knew there was no point in reasoning with him anymore and couldn't be bothered to say more, so he called Luo Honglan, "From now on, I'll just have Honglan bring food to you every day. You can do whatever you want about the other stuff."
Luo Zhiyong finished speaking and took Luo Honglan back with him.
They had been dealing with things at the hospital for a while, and by the time Luo Zhiyong and his group returned to the shop, it had already closed. However, Fang Pingying knew they would come here first, so she had been waiting there, and had even prepared dinner with Yu'er, waiting for the two of them to return.
Hearing some noise at the door, Fang Pingying immediately went over to open it, and seeing them, she asked, "How is Zhiming?"
