The next day, Chang Ying was waiting at the door of the ward bright and early.
It was finally at eight o'clock that she saw Rong Yan coming.
She was a bit overjoyed, "Mr. Rong, you're here!"
Rong Yan looked at her overly excited expression... She couldn't have been waiting here for her all this time, could she?
She nodded slightly and then entered the ward, "You look to be in good spirits today."
Doctor Li was also in the ward.
Upon hearing Rong Yan's remark, she too nodded, "Indeed, it's very good. Ever since the fever broke yesterday, it hasn't gone up again."
So it's true... the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old ones ahead.
If the new waves stay complacent and fail to strive for progress, they will indeed be washed up on the beach.
Hearing this, Rong Yan hummed a response, then walked over to the bedside.
"Sun Xiaoyu."
Sun Xiaoyu was sitting up at the time, and she was quite happy when she saw Rong Yan call her name. So Sister Rong remembered her name.
