Qian Simeng said, "She hasn't come, huh? I called her, it's turned off. You couldn't reach her either?"
Zhao Meimei: "No, did you call her this morning?"
Qian Simeng said, "I did, turned off."
Zhao Meimei, who didn't sleep well last night and felt dizzy, replied casually, "Could it be that her phone is out of battery?"
Qian Simeng said, "Could be possible. Meimei, weren't you the one who accompanied her to the hospital the other day?"
Zhao Meimei: "Yeah."
Qian Simeng said, "Then there shouldn't be any issues. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, the teacher is back."
Zhao Meimei hung up the phone and heard Shi Yang calling her from the bedroom. She hastily replied, casually tossed the phone onto the sofa, and turned to rush to the bedroom.
Shi Yang, just waking from a drunken sleep, buried his face in the bedding, pressing his temples with his hand.
Zhao Meimei climbed onto the bed and helped massage Shi Yang's head: "Brother, you're awake?"
