In the cafeteria, Zhou Jiao had just finished serving her meal, and Zhang Guoqing hurried in from outside the city.
"Weren’t you supposed to wait for me so we could eat together?" he said, handing over what he was holding to Zhou Jiao and nodding in greeting to those at the neighboring tables.
"What’s this? I thought you had already eaten before coming over."
Zhou Jiao took it and opened the lunchbox to find a braised chicken leg and plum vegetable pork dish.
This guy...
Zhou Jiao looked at him with amusement and ran off to buy a few more buns.
Zhang Guoqing came over after washing his hands and glanced at the food. If there weren’t other people nearby, he might have jokingly said a few words. If he hadn’t brought the dish, his wife would have ended up as "Commander Tang."
The couple chatted about trivial matters while eating.
Once the colleagues around them finished their meals and left after bidding farewell, Zhou Jiao nudged him.
"Don’t rush. Ping’an said the old man has a strong desire to live. As for his health, he’s really here, but his mind is clear. When he sees Mom, he holds her hand tightly and won’t let go..."
Actually, it wasn’t as calm as Zhang Guoqing made it sound; he was just trying to keep it brief.
Even though they decided to visit before work this morning, the details of the patient’s condition were unknown, and they couldn’t really visit the patient at the hospital before going to work.
After all, Mr. Lin was a general with a certain rank, and his treatment had always remained the same. Unlike regular hospital rooms, the high-ranking ward was different.
Thus, when Miao Lishan and her grandson arrived, they happened to meet Lin Aidang hurrying out for work.
It had been years since Ping’an had seen him; the always smiling middle-aged man from his memory seemed like a different person now. The military uniform was old...
If the person hadn’t just opened the hospital room door, upon hearing Miao Lishan call him "big sister," Ping’an might have thought it was some old man with audacity breaking in.
Time spares no one; he had truly aged, with a head full of white hair. Ping’an remembered that this man was barely over fifty, similar in age to his maternal grandfather.
At this moment, he somewhat understood why Mr. Lin always tried to pull his maternal grandfather in. After all, a tiger without teeth could no longer protect its cubs.
"Big sister, why did you come so early? Aren’t you working today?" Lin Aidang quickly pushed open the door and took a few steps back to let her in.
Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of the young man accompanying her, and he immediately understood that this wasn’t a Zhou family bodyguard. Judging by his age and familiar face, he exclaimed joyously, "Isn’t this little Ping’an?"
Ping’an gave him a slight smile and nodded.
Truth be told, he really didn’t like the man. Childhood memories ran too deep, especially when the man had swallowed up not only his mother’s belongings but had even accepted the role reversal without hesitation.
Miao Lishan didn’t intend to speak much with him, nodding, "Are you heading to work? Go on, I’m going inside to sit; I have some things to attend to."
Lin Aidang, thinking of his afternoon responsibilities, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then spend more time with Dad. He’s mentioned you several times. Ping’an, feel free to come by when you can; what a fine young man you’ve become."


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