After two or three months of recovery, Song Xueqin's health was almost fully restored. Seeing her beloved daughter appearing at the doorway of the hospital room in a light yellow down jacket, her mood was indescribably joyous.
Song Song saw her mother leaning against the pillow, eating an apple, and she dashed inside like a child, hugging her tightly, "Mom, I missed you so much! I haven't been here for a few days. Seeing you recover so well, it seems you haven't missed me at all."
The nearby caregiver saw them and couldn't help but smile, "You two have such a good mother-daughter relationship, unlike my little ancestor at home, who seems naturally born to go against me. I really envy you two!"
Song Xueqin lowered her eyes to look at the girl in her arms and said with a gentle smile, "No mother and daughter hold grudges overnight. Sometimes, it's just to feel good after saying some harsh words, but then you regret it."
At this moment, Song Song looked up, her rosy face beaming with a brilliant smile, "No way, when have I ever snapped at you? I'm always super gentle!"
Song Xueqin reached out to pinch her daughter's still slightly chubby little face, "You're already in your twenties, why do you still like to act spoiled, aren't you embarrassed?"
"Oh come on! What's the problem with acting spoiled with your own mom? It's not like I'm with someone else." Saying this, Song Song burrowed even further into Song Xueqin's arms, "Mom, I'm really happy to see you well. I almost thought I was going to lose you..."
Seeing this scene, the caregiver sensibly said, "I'll let you chat first, I'll go to the cafeteria to get some food."
"Alright." Song Xueqin nodded toward her, "Sorry for the embarrassment, my daughter just doesn't grow up."
"No need, no need, Song Song is very cute, I really wish I had such a caring daughter..."
"..."
Once the caregiver left, Song Xueqin lifted the girl in her arms to face her round eyes, "Sit properly, I have something to ask you."
Song Song was somewhat reluctant, her little hand still reaching, but Song Xueqin stopped her directly, saying with a slightly stern expression, "Sit properly, or I'll be angry."
"I know!" Song Song looked at her mother, who despite her age, was still as beautiful as a celestial being, her little eyes filled with fascination, "Mom, you're so pretty, why didn't I inherit your superior genes! I want a melon face, phoenix eyes, a slender figure, delicate fingers, and a head of beautiful natural curls."
However, her appearance was a small round face, small round eyes, a petite figure...
Song Xueqin gave her a glance, her phoenix eyes inadvertently exuding a bit of charm, "Mom is asking you, where did the medical expenses come from?"
"...Just from a kind-hearted person! Haven't I told you before?" Song Song's teeth were trembling from nerves, "Just those rich people, with so much money they don't know how to spend it, so they help ordinary civilians facing hardships!"
Song Xueqin's gaze was doubtful, "Really? No other hidden instances?"
"Yes, really!" Song Song nodded firmly, "Mom, you have to believe me, how would I dare to lie to you, I'm so timid."
"Then give me that kind-hearted person's contact information, when I'm discharged we'll pay a special visit to thank them personally."
Only then did Song Song realize that telling a single lie requires a hundred more to cover it, she laughed dryly, "Mom, I don't know the kind-hearted person's contact info, they're the type who do good deeds without leaving their name."
"Mom, you rest well, school has been a bit busy, I have to rush back..."
If she didn't leave now, she really feared she might slip.
Song Xueqin frowned, "Why are you leaving just after arriving?"
Song Song had just risen when she heard footsteps coming from the doorway, she turned to look and was instantly dumbfounded.