Lu Jinghan let go of Han Guanghong and embraced Han Xi into the villa.
As the door closed, the color on Han Guanghong's face turned from blue to white; it seemed he truly had no chance of recovery this time.
In the villa's entrance, Lu Jinghan took slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Han Xi: "Did he go to the hospital to see you today?"
"Yeah, he left after a few arguments."
After changing shoes, Han Xi took off her coat and walked toward the living room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Lu are back, dinner is ready." Sister Zhang came out of the kitchen smiling, placing the corn rib soup on the dining table.
"Sister Zhang, is there anything else you need help with?"
"No, Mrs. Lu, quickly wash your hands and eat. I've made your favorite bacon shrimp rolls today."
"Alright." Han Xi went to the bathroom next to the living room to wash her hands, then sat at the dining table: "Jinghan, hurry over for dinner."
